To Be Content With Death May Be

How Shall We Expect Charity Towards Others, When We Are Uncharitable To Ourselves?

For There Is A Music Wherever There Is A Harmony, Order, Or Proportion, And Thus Far We May Maintain The Music Of The Spheres.

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.

There Is Nothing Strictly Immortal, But Immortality. Whatever Hath No Beginning May Be Confident Of No End.

Oblivion Is Not To Be Hired: The Greater Part Must Be Content To Be As Though They Had Not Been, To Be Found In The Register Of God, Not In The Record Of Man.