As, pricked out with less and greater lights, between the poles of the universe, the Milky Way so gleameth white as to set very sages questioning.

The well heeded well heard.

I made my own house be my gallows.

Astrology, the noblest of sciences.

Consider your origins: you were not made to live as brutes, but to follow virtue and knowledge.

Here my powers rest from their high fantasy, but already I could feel my being turned- instinct and intellect balanced equally. as in a wheel whose motion nothing jars- by the Love that moves the Sun and the other stars.

The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.