The belief of our Reason is an Exercise of Faith, and Faith is an Act of Reason.

Some pretences daunt and discourage us, while others raise us to a brisk assurance.

How the purer spirit is united to his clod, is a knot too hard for fallen humanity to untie.

We have a mistaken notion of antiquity, calling that so which in truth is the world's nonage.

They that never peeped beyond the common belief in which their easy understandings were at first indoctrinated are strongly assured of the truth of their receptions.

And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness, Man doth not yield himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.

Justice is but the distributing to everything according to the requirements of its nature.