The Mold Of Our Fortunes

The Root Of All Superstition Is That Men Observe When A Thing Hits, But Not When It Misses.

We Read That We Ought To Forgive Our Enemies; But We Do Not Read That We Ought To Forgive Our Friends.

Nothing Is To Be Feared But Fear.

There Is No Excellent Beauty That Hath Not Some Strangeness In The Proportion.

The End Of Our Foundation Is The Knowledge Of Causes; And Secret Motions Of Things; And The Enlarging Of The Bounds Of Human Empire, To The Effecting Of All Things Possible.