Poor heretics there be,Which think to establish dangerous constancy,But I have told them, ‘Since you will be true,You shall be true to them, who are false to you.

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

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

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.

Solitude is a torment which is not threatened in hell itself.

No man is an island unto himself.

Eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period.