Kind souls, you wonder why, love you, When you, you wonder why, love none We love, Fool, for the good we do, Not that which unto us is done!

Every evil is some good spelt backwards, and in it the wise know how to read Wisdom.

To one who waits, all things reveal themselves so long as you have the courage not to deny in the darkness what you have seen in the light.

All reasoning ends in an appeal to self-evidence.

Then sleep the seasons, full of might; While slowly swells the pod, And rounds the peach, and in the night The mushroom bursts the sod. The winter comes: the frozen rut Is bound with silver bars; the white drift heaps against the hut; and night is pierced with stars.

The more wild and incredible your desire, the more willing and prompt God is in fulfilling it, if you will have it so.

One fool will deny more truth in half an hour than a wise man can prove in seven years.