Religion is not a melancholy, the spirit of God is not a damper.

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

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.

And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.

A mathematical point is the most indivisble and unique thing which art can present.

As peace is of all goodness, so war is an emblem, a hieroglyphic, of all misery.

As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.