The first and wisest of them all professed To know this only, that he nothing knew.
The spirit of man, which God inspired, cannot together perish with this corporeal clod.
Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls his watery labyrinth, which whoso drinks forgets both joy and grief.
For contemplation he and valour formed; / For softness she and sweet attractive grace, / He for God only, she for God in him: / His fair large front and eye sublime declared / Absolute rule.
Good, the more communicated, more abundant grows.
Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity.