Occupation: Writer Birth: 1636 Death: November 4, 1680
Justice is but the distributing to everything according to the requirements of its nature..
The union of a sect within itself is a pitiful charity; it's no concord of Christians, but a conspiracy against Christ; and they that love one anot….
Time, as a river, hath brought down to us what is more light and superficial, while things more solid and substantial have been immersed..
The precipitancy of disputation, and the stir and noise of passions that usually attend it, must needs be prejudicial to verity..
That though we are certain of many things, yet that Certainty is no absolute Infallibility, there still remains the possibility of our being mistaken….
What's impossible to all humanity may be possible to the metaphysics and physiology of angels..
And for mathematical science, he that doubts their certainty hath need of a dose of hellebore..
There is nothing in words and styles out suitableness that makes them acceptable and effective..
We have a mistaken notion of antiquity, calling that so which in truth is the world's nonage..
We cannot conceive how the Foetus is form'd in the Womb, nor as much as how a Plant springs from the Earth we tread on ... And if we are ignorant of ….
To converse at the distance of the Indes by means of sympathetic contrivances may be as natural to future times as to us is a literary correspondence..
They that never peeped beyond the common belief in which their easy understandings were at first indoctrinated are strongly assured of the truth of t….
The woman in us still prosecutes a deceit like that begun in the garden..
How the purer spirit is united to his clod, is a knot too hard for fallen humanity to untie..
It may not be impossible, but that our Faculties may be so construed, as always to deceive us in the things we judge most certain and assured..
The belief of our Reason is an Exercise of Faith, and Faith is an Act of Reason..
And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will pervading all things ….
Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will..
The sages of old live again in us, and in opinions there is a metempsychosis..
The understanding also hath its idiosyncrasies as well as other faculties..
Some pretences daunt and discourage us, while others raise us to a brisk assurance..