You never know yourself till you know more than your body.
Be sensible of your wants, that you maybe sensible of your treasures.
How like an angel came I down!
He knoweth nothing as he ought to know it, who thinketh he knoweth anything without seeing its place and the manner how it relateth to God, angels, and men, and to all the creatures in earth, heaven and hell, time and eternity.
The world is a mirror of infinite beauty, yet no man sees it.
Had we not loved ourselves at all, we could never have been obliged to love anything. So that self-love is the basis of all love.