The long habit of living indisposeth us for dying.
Sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument. For 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.
Forcible ways make not an end of evil, but leave hatred and malice behind them.
Be charitable before wealth makes thee covetous.
Be substantially great in thyself, and more than thou appearest unto others.
There is surely a piece of divinity in us, something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
Where life is more terrible than death, it is then the truest valor to dare to live.