'Tis only when they spring to Heaven that angels reveal themselves to you.
Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain
Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her- Next time, herself!-not the trouble behind her
And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting us to ignorance again.
Who knows most, doubts most.
One wise man's verdict outweighs all the fools'.