A Chaste Generation Would Restore Paradise.

Our Favorites Are Few; Since Only What Rises From The Heart Reaches It, Being Caught And Carried On The Tongues Of Men Wheresoever Love And Letters Journey.

A Government, For Protecting Business Only, Is But A Carcass, And Soon Falls By Its Own Corruption And Decay.

Divination Seems Heightened And Raised To Its Highest Power In Woman.

Of Gifts, There Seems None More Becoming To Offer A Friend Than A Beautiful Book.

Hold Fast, Therefore, O Circular Philosopher, To Thy Centre, And Drive The Globe Along Its Orbit By The Momentum Of Thy Thought.