Enjoyment always has a spoiling, otherwise it cannot be so.

That subtle knot which makes us man So must pure lovers souls descend T affections, and to faculties, Which sense may reach and apprehend, Else a great Prince in prison lies.

Women are like the arts, forced unto none, Open to all searchers, unprized, if unknown.

It is too little to call man a little world; Except God, man is a diminutive to nothing.

The world is a great volume, and man the index of that book; even in the body of man, you may turn to the whole world.

Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification; and as without this, without holiness, no man shall see God, though he pore whole nights upon his Bible; so without that, without humility, no man shall hear God speak to his soul, though he hear three two-hour sermons every day.

My love though silly is more brave.