How like an angel came I down!

You never enjoy the world aright, till the sea itself floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens and crowned with the stars.

How like an angel came I down!

As nothing is more easy than to think, so nothing is more difficult than to think well.

Principles are like a seed in the ground; they must continually be visited with heavenly influences or else your life will be a barren field.

Your enjoyment of the world is never right, till every morning you awake in Heaven: see yourself in your Father's palace; and look upon the skies, the earth, and the air as celestial joys: having such a reverend esteem of all, as if you were among the angels.

An empty book is like an Infant's soul, in which anything may be written.