...it is a sneaking piece of cowardice for authors to put feigned names to their works, as if, like bastards of their brain, they were afraid to own them.
It is an unscrupulous intellect that does not pay to antiquity its due reverence.
Give light, and the darkness will disappear of itself.
Invoked or not invoked, the god is present.
It is the chiefest point of happiness that a man is willing to be what he is.
Bidden or unbidden, God is present.