Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.

Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god

Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god

The worst solitude is to be destitute of sincere friendship.

The root of all superstition is that men observe when a thing hits, but not when it misses.

I hold every man a debtor to his profession; from the which as men of course do seek to receive countenance and profit, so ought they of duty to endeavour themselves by way of amends to be a help and ornament thereunto.