Conscience, that boon companion who sets a man free under the strong breastplate of innocence, that bids him on and fear not.

The greatest gift that God in His bounty made in creation, and the most conformable to His goodness, and that which He prizes the most, was the freedom of will, with which the creatures with intelligence, they all and they alone, were and are endowed.

I love to doubt as well as know.

The human race finds itself in a better situation when it has the higher level of freedom.

As phantoms frighten beasts when shadows fall.

In His will, our peace.

Midway along the journey of our life I woke to find myself in a dark wood, for I had wandered off from the straight path. How hard it is to tell what it was like, this wood of wilderness, savage and stubborn (the thought of it brings back all my old fears), a bitter place! Death could scarce be bitterer. But if I would show the good that came of it I must talk about things other than the good.