I will not by the noise of bloody wars and the dethroning of kings advance you to glory: but by the gentle ways of peace and love.

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.

Is it not strange, that an infant should be heir of the whole world, and see those mysteries which the books of the learned never unfold?

We love we know not what, and therefore everything allures us.

A little grit in the eye destroyeth the sight of the very heavens, and a little malice or envy a world of joys. One wry principle in the mind is of infinite consequence.

You are as prone to love, as the sun is to shine.

And every stone and every star a tongue, And every gale of wind a curious song. The Heavens were an oracle, and spoke Divinity: the Earth did undertake The office of a priest; and I being dumb (Nothing besides was dumb) all things did come With voices and instructions.