There Is No Wish More Natural Than

Let Us A Little Permit Nature To Take Her Own Way; She Better Understands Her Own Affairs Than We.

We Are Nearer Neighbors To Ourselves Than The Whiteness Of Snow Or The Weight Of Stones Are To Us: If Man Does Not Know Himself, How Should He Know His Functions And Powers?

The Ceaseless Labour Of Your Life Is To Build The House Of Death.

A Strong Memory Is Commonly Coupled With Infirm Judgment.

We Are Born To Inquire After Truth; It Belongs To A Greater Power To Possess It. It Is Not, As Democritus Said, Hid In The Bottom Of The Deeps, But Rather Elevated To An Infinite Height In The Divine Knowledge.