“Death in itself is nothing; but we fear.To be we know not what, we know not where.”

“When I consider Life, 'tis all a cheat;Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit;Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay:To-morrow's falser than the former day;Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blestWith some new joys, cuts off what we possesst.”

“We first make our habits, then our habits make us.”

“Look round the habitable world, how fewKnow their own good, or, knowing it, pursue!”

“If others in the same Glass better see 'Tis for Themselves they look, but not for me: For my Salvation must its Doom receive Not from what others, but what I believe.”

“I strongly wish for what I faintly hope; like the daydreams of melancholy men, I think and think in things impossible, yet love to wander in that golden maze.”

“There is a pleasure sure in being mad which none but madmen know.”