Aristotle ... imputed this symphony of the heavens ... this music of the spheres to Pythagorus. ... But Pythagoras alone of mortals is said to have heard this harmony ... If our hearts were as pure, as chaste, as snowy as Pythagoras' was, our ears would resound and be filled with that supremely lovely music of the wheeling stars.

Loneliness is the first thing which God's eye named not good.

Praise from an enemy smells of craft.

Heav'nly love shall outdoo Hellish hate

And yet on the other hand unless warinesse be us'd, as good almost kill a Man as kill a good Book; who kills a Man kills a reasonable creature, Gods Image, but hee who destroyes a good Booke, kills reason it selfe, kills the Image of God, as it were in the eye.

Evil on itself shall back recoil.

He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.