As Reason Is A Rebel To Faith,

We All Labour Against Our Own Cure, For Death Is The Cure Of All Diseases.

Life Is A Pure Flame And We Live By An Invisible Sun Within Us.

The Severe Schools Shall Never Laugh Me Out Of The Philosophy Of Hermes, That This Visible World Is But A Picture Of The Invisible, Wherein As In A Portrait, Things Are Not Truly, But In Equivocal Shapes, And As They Counterfeit Some Real Substance In That Invisible Fabric.

I Love To Lose Myself In A Mystery To Pursue My Reason To An O Altitudo.

I Cannot Tell By What Logic We Call A Toad, A Bear, Or An Elephant Ugly; They Being Created In Those Outward Shapes And Figures Which Best Express The Actions Of Their Inward Forms.