But oh! as to embrace me she inclin'd, I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night.

Nothing profits more than self-esteem, grounded on what is just and right.

For truth is strong next to the Almighty. She needs no policies or stratagems or licensings to make her victorious. These are the shifts and the defences that error uses against her power.

Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them....I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon's teeth and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.

His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appear'd Less than archangel ruin'd, and th' excess Of glory obscur'd.

Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss.

Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the law.