You are as prone to love as the sun is to shine; it being the most delightful and natural employment of the soul of humans.

To think well is to serve God in the interior court.

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.

To walk abroad is, not with eyes, But thoughts, the fields to see and prize; Else may the silent feet, Like logs of wood, Move up and down, and see no good, Nor Jor nor glory meet.

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.

To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is glorious.

You never know yourself till you know more than your body.