Men live by intervals of reason under the sovereignty of caprice and passion.

By compassion, we make others' misery our own, and so, by relieving them, we relieve ourselves also.

Jamaica funk, that's what it is / let it get into you / Common I've got a groove / you know where I 'll be

To treat a poor wretch with a bottle of Burgundy, and fill his snuffbox, is like giving a pair of laced ruffles to a man that has never a shirt on his back.

Persecution is a bad and indirect way to plan religion.

Death is the cure for all diseases.

Passion against Reason, Reason against Faith, Faith against the Devil, and my Conscience against all.

Sleep is death’s younger brother, and so like him, that I never dare trust him without my prayers.

In brief, where the Scripture is silent, the church is my text; where that speaks, ’tis but my comment; where there is a joint silence of both, I borrow not the rules of my religion from Rome or Geneva, but the dictates of my own reason.

Gold once out of the earth is no more due unto it; what was unreasonably committed to the ground, is reasonably resumed from it; let monuments and rich fabricks, not riches, adorn men’s ashes.