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We Carry Within Us The Wonders We Seek Without Us.

All Things Began In Order, So Shall They End, And So Shall They Begin Again, According To The Ordainer Of Order, And The Mystical Mathematicks Of The City Of Heaven.

I Could Be Content That We Might Procreate Like Trees, Without Conjunction, Or That We Were Any Way To Perpetuate The World Without This Trivial And Vulgar Way Of Coition; It Is The Foolishest Act A Wise Man Commits In All His Life.

Light Is The Shadow Of God.

He Is Rich Who Hath Enough To Be Charitable.