The five senses are the ministers of the soul.

O Time! consumer of all things; O envious age! thou dost destroy all things and devour all things with the relentless teeth of years, little by little in a slow death. Helen, when she looked in her mirror, seeing the withered wrinkles made in her face by old age, wept and wondered why she had twice been carried away.

You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure, what you do not understand.

In time and with water, everything changes.

Nature never breaks her own laws.

He who wishes to see how the soul inhabits the body should look to see how that body uses its daily surroundings. If the dwelling is dirty and neglected, the body will be kept by its soul in the same condition, dirty and neglected.

The senses are of the earth, the reason stands apart from them in contemplation.