I Have Often Thought Upon Death, And

For My Name And Memory I Leave To Men's Charitable Speeches, And To Foreign Nations And The Next Ages.

Our Humanity Is A Poor Thing, Except For The Divinity That Stirs Within Us.

Libraries Are As The Shrine Where All The Relics Of The Ancient Saints, Full Of True Virtue, And That Without Delusion Or Imposture, Are Preserved And Reposed.

God Has Placed No Limits To The Exercise Of The Intellect He Has Given Us, On This Side Of The Grave.

For It Is Most True That A Natural And Secret Hatred And Aversation Towards Society In Any Man, Hath Somewhat Of The Savage Beast.