There Is Nothing Strictly Immortal, But Immortality.

There Is Music Wherever There Is Harmony, Order And Proportion; And Thus Far We May Maintain The Music Of The Spheres; For Those Well Ordered Motions, And Regular Paces, Though They Give No Sound Unto The Ear, Yet To The Understanding They Strike A Note Most Full Of Harmony.

Study Prophecies When They Are Become Histories.

Where I Cannot Satisfy My Reason, I Love To Humour My Fancy.

Let The Fruition Of Things Bless The Possession Of Them, And Take No Satisfaction In Dying But Living Rich.

He That Unburied Lies Wants Not His Hearse, For Unto Him A Tomb's The Universe.