There is a single general space, a single vast immensity which we may freely call void: in it are unnumerable globes like this on which we live and grow, this space we declare to be infinite, since neither reason, convenience, sense-perception nor nature assign to it a limit.

What can be more stupid than to be in pain about future things and absent ones which at present are not felt?

Why, I say, do so few understand and apprehend the internal power?... He who in himself sees all things, is all things.

All things are in the Universe, and the universe is in all things: we in it, and it in us; in this way everything concurs in a perfect unity.

Nature is none other than God in things. Animals and plants are living effects of Nature; whence all of God is in all things. Think thus, of the sun in the crocus, in the narcissus, in the heliotrope, in the rooster, in the lion.

Perchance you who pronounce my sentence are in greater fear than I who receive it.

The stars in the sky are really other suns like our own, around which orbit other planets. (paraphrase)