The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after the death of the vegetated [i.e. mortal] body. This world of imagination is infinite and eternal, whereas the world of generation is finite and temporal. There exist in that eternal world the eternal realities of everything which we see reflected in this vegetable glass of nature.

Each man must create his own system or else he is a slave to another mans

When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!

The cistern contains: The fountain overflows.

The Angel that presided o'er my birth Said, 'Little creature, formed of joy and mirth, Go love without the help of any thing on earth'.

If you would help another man, you must do so in minute particulars.

The Man who pretends to be a modest enquirer into the truth of a self-evident thing is a Knave.