Hope! of all ills that men endure, the only cheap and universal cure.
His faith perhaps in some nice tenets might be wrong; his life, I’m sure, was always in the right.
Nothing is to come, and nothing past: But an eternal now, does always last.
Curiosity does, no less than devotion, pilgrims make.
Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.
This only grant me, that my means may lie too low for envy, for contempt too high.
Lukewarmness I account a sin, as great in love as in religion.
Life is an incurable disease.
God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.