Half our days we pass in the shadow of the earth; and the brother of death exacteth a third part of our lives.

Light that makes things seen, makes some things invisible.

Though it be in the power of the weakest arm to take away life, it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death.

All the wonders you seek are within yourself.

Where I cannot satisfy my reason, I love to humour my fancy.

Light is but the shadow of God.

We carry within us the wonders we seek without us.