The true method of knowledge is experiment.

The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.

Without contraries there is no progression.

Let every Christian, as much as in him lies, engage himself openly and publicly, before all the World, in some mental pursuit for the Building up of Jerusalem.

[L]et light Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day. O radiant morning.

Bring me my bow of burning gold: Bring me my arrows of desire: Bring me my spear: O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire.

Why stand we here trembling around, calling on God for help, and not ourselves, in whom God dwells?