So, Fabricius, I Already Have This: That

A Mind Is Accustomed To Mathematical Deduction, When Confronted With The Faulty Foundations Of Astrology, Resists A Long, Long Time, Like An Obstinate Mule, Until Compelled By Beating And Curses To Put Its Foot Into That Dirty Puddle.

Wherever There Are Qualities There Are Likewise Quantities, But Not Always Vice Versa.

[god] Is The Kind Creator Who Brought Forth Nature Out Of Nothing.

When Things Are In Order, If The Cause Of The Orderliness Cannot Be Deduced From The Motion Of The Elements Or From The Composition Of Matter, It Is Quite Possibly A Cause Possessing A Mind.

After The Birth Of Printing Books Became Widespread. Hence Everyone Throughout Europe Devoted Himself To The Study Of Literature... Every Year, Especially Since 1563, The Number Of Writings Published In Every Field Is Greater Than All Those Produced In The Past Thousand Years. Through Them There Has Today Been Created A New Theology And A New Jurisprudence; The Paracelsians Have Created Medicine Anew And The Copernicans Have Created Astronomy Anew. I Really Believe That At Last The World Is Alive, Indeed Seething, And That The Stimuli Of These Remarkable Conjunctions Did Not Act In Vain.