A Man May Be In As Just

There Is No Royal Road Or Ready Way To Virtue.

All Things Are Artificial, For Nature Is The Art Of God.

There Are Wonders In True Affection. It Is A Body Of Enigmas, Mysteries, And Riddles, Wherein Two So Become One, As They Both Become Two.

I Have Often Admired The Mystical Way Of Pythagoras, And The Secret Magick Of Numbers.

As For Those Wingy Mysteries In Divinity, And Airy Subtleties In Religion, Which Have Unhinged The Brains Of Better Heads, They Never Stretched The Pia Mater Of Mine; Methinks There Be Not Impossibilities Enough In Religion For An Active Faith.