Reason is our soul's left hand, Faith her right, By these we reach divinity

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.

I do not love a man, except I hate his vices, because those vices are the enemies, and the destruction of that friend whom I love.

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 is an ascension to a better library.

My world's both parts, and 'o! Both parts must die.

Send home my long strayed eyes to me, Which (Oh) too long have dwelt on thee.