Heaven is in a grain of sand.
As I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their Proverbs.
thus men forgot that all deities reside in the human breast.
Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.
When nations grow old the Arts grow cold And commerce settles on every tree
General knowledges are those knowledges that idiots possess.