Nature is but an image of wisdom, the last thing of the soul; nature being a thing which doth only do, but not know.
Knowledge has three degrees--opinion, science, illumination. The means or instrument of the first is sense; of the second, dialectic; of the third, intuition.
Life here with the things of the earth is a sinking, a defeat, a failing of the wing.
You can only apprehend the Infinite by a faculty that is superior to reason.
We are not separated from spirit, we are in it.
Being is desirable because it is identical with Beauty, and Beauty is loved because it is Being. We ourselves possess Beauty when we are true to our own being; ugliness is in going over to another order; knowing ourselves, we are beautiful; in self-ignorance, we are ugly.