Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two; Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show To move, but doth if th' other do. And though it in the center sit, Yet when the other far doth roam, It leans and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Suth wilt thou be to me, who must Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I began.

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.

Death, thou shalt die.

For love all love of other sights controls and makes one little room an everywhere

God is so omnipresent. . . . God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.

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

If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.