Nature Is To Be Found In Her

The World, And Whatever That Be Which We Call The Heavens, By The Vault Of Which All Things Are Enclosed, We Must Conceive To Be A Deity, To Be Eternal, Without Bounds, Neither Created Nor Subject At Any Time To Destruction. To Inquire What Is Beyond It Is No Concern Of Man; Nor Can The Human Mind Form Any Conjecture Concerning It.

There Is No Book So Bad That Some Good Can Not Be Got Out Of It.

Better Do Nothing Than Do Ill.

Men Are Most Apt To Believe What They Least Understand; And Through The Lust Of Human Wit Obscure Things Are More Easily Credited.

No Book So Bad But Some Part May Be Of Use.