In Doubting We Come To Inquiry; By

Logic Has Made Me Hated In The World.

It Is By Doubting That We Come To Investigate, And By Investigating That We Recognize The Truth.

Under The Pretext Of Study We Spent Our Hours In The Happiness Of Love, And Learning Held Out To Us The Secret Opportunities That Our Passion Craved. Our Speech Was More Of Love Than Of The Books Which Lay Open Before Us; Our Kisses Far Outnumbered Our Reasoned Words.

The Purpose And Cause Of The Incarnation Was That He Might Illuminate The World By His Wisdom And Excite It To The Love Of Himself.

And Now, My Friend, I Am Going To Expose To You All My Weaknesses. All Men, I Believe, Are Under A Necessity Of Paying Tribute At Some Time Or Other To Love, And It Is Vain To Strive To Avoid It. I Was A Philosopher, Yet This Tyrant Of The Mind Triumphed Over All My Wisdom; His Darts Were Of Greater Force Than All My Reasonings, And With A Sweet Constraint He Led Me Wherever He Pleased.