Be thou what thou singly art and personate only thyself. Swim smoothly in the stream of thy nature and live but one man.
What then is the wisdom of the times called old? Is it the wisdom of gray hairs? No. It is the wisdom of the cradle.
The heart of man is the place the devil dwells in; I feel sometimes a hell within myself.
Gardens were before gardeners, and but some hours after the earth.
Nature proceeds little by little from things lifeless to animal life in such a way that it is impossible to determine the exact line ure hath made one world, and art another. In brief, all things are artificial; for nature is the Art of God.
Art is the perfection of nature, ... nature is the art of God.
To make an end of all things on Earth, and our Planetical System of the World, he (God) need but put out the Sun.
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.
All things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
Life itself is but the shadow of death, and souls departed but the shadows of the living.
Let him have the key of thy heart, who hath the lock of his own.