Those vulgar heads that look asquint on the face of truth.
1634-5 Religio Medici (published1643), pt.1, section 3.
Every man is not a proper champion for truth, nor fit to take up the gauntlet in the cause of verity.Thomas Browne
Since the Brother of Death daily haunts us with dying mementoes.Thomas Browne
Sleep is a death, O make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die: And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed.Thomas Browne
Gravestones tell truth scarce forty years.Thomas Browne