A breath of will blows eternally through the universe of souls in the direction of Right and Necessity. It is the air which all intellects inhale and exhale, and it is the wind which blows the worlds into order and orbit.
Truth is the summit of being; justice is the application of it to affairs.
True wit never made us laugh.
Out of sleeping a waking, Out of waking a sleep.
I am a part and parcel of God.
Could Shakespeare give a theory of Shakespeare?