All other creatures look down toward the earth, but man was given a face so that might turn his eyes toward the stars and his gaze upon the sky.

That tuneful nymph, the babbling Echo.

Difficulty is what wakes up the genius.

There is something in omens.

Man looks aloft, and with erected eyes Beholds his hereditary skies.

Novelty in all things is charming.

Where belief is painful we are slow to believe.