If you lose your soul, there is a danger of its being destroyed. Therefore, you may not love it, since you do not want it to be destroyed. But in not wanting it to be destroyed, you love it.

To my God a heart of flame; To my fellow man a heart of love; To myself a heart of steel.

The Gods occupy the loftiest regions, men the lowest, the demons the middle region...They have immortality of body, but passions of the mind in common with men.

You are what you love.

When regard for truth has been broken down or even slightly weakened, all things will remain doubtful.

People travel to wonder at the height of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars; and they pass by themselves without wondering.

O that men would know themselves to be men; and that he that glorieth would glory in the Lord.