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And for mathematical science, he that doubts their certainty hath need of a dose of hellebore.

And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness, Man doth not yield himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.

How the purer spirit is united to his clod, is a knot too hard for fallen humanity to untie.

It is the great beauty of true religion that it shall be universal, and a departure in any instance from universality is a corruption of religion itself.

It may not be impossible, but that our Faculties may be so construed, as always to deceive us in the things we judge most certain and assured.

Justice is but the distributing to everything according to the requirements of its nature.

Man doth not yield him to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.

Some pretences daunt and discourage us, while others raise us to a brisk assurance.

That though we are certain of many things, yet that Certainty is no absolute Infallibility, there still remains the possibility of our being mistaken in all matters of humane Belief and Inquiry.

The sages of old live again in us, and in opinions there is a metempsychosis.

The understanding also hath its idiosyncrasies as well as other faculties.

The union of a sect within itself is a pitiful charity; it's no  concord of Christians, but a conspiracy against Christ; and they  that love one another for their opinionative concurrence, love  for their own sakes, not their Lord's.

The woman in us still prosecutes a deceit like that begun in the garden.

They that never peeped beyond the common belief in which their easy understandings were at first indoctrinated are strongly assured of the truth of their receptions.

Time, as a river, hath brought down to us what is more light and superficial, while things more solid and substantial have been immersed.

To converse at the distance of the Indes by means of sympathetic contrivances may be as natural to future times as to us is a literary correspondence.

We cannot conceive how the Foetus is form'd in the Womb, nor as much as how a Plant springs from the Earth we tread on ... And if we are ignorant of the most obvious things about us, and the most considerable within our selves, 'tis then no wonder that we know not the constitution and powers of the creatures, to whom we are such strangers.

We have a mistaken notion of antiquity, calling that so which in truth is the world's nonage.

What's impossible to all humanity may be possible to the metaphysics and physiology of angels.