It is we that are blind, not fortune; because our eye is too dim to discern the mystery of her effects, we foolishly paint her blind, and hoodwink the providence of the Almighty.
For God is like a skilfull Geometrician.
Every Country hath its Machiavel.
For my part, I have ever believed, and do now know, that there are witches.
The heart of man is the place the devil dwells in; I feel sometimes a hell within myself.
I love to lose myself in a mystery to pursue my reason to an O altitudo.