I Intend No Monopoly, But

Things Evidently False Are Not Only Printed, But Many Things Of Truth Most Falsely Set Forth.

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.

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

Persecution Is A Bad And Indirect Way To Plan Religion.

Whosoever Enjoys Not This Life, I Count Him But An Apparition, Though He Wear About Him The Sensible Affections Of Flesh. In These Moral Acceptions, The Way To Be Immortal Is To Die Daily.