For In Every Ill-turn Of Fortune The

...whose Souls, Albeit In A Cloudy Memory, Yet Seek Back Their Good, But, Like Drunk Men, Know Not The Road Home.

Nothing Is Miserable Unless You Think It So; And On The Other Hand, Nothing Brings Happiness Unless You Are Content With It.

For In All Adversity Of Fortune The Worst Sort Of Misery Is To Have Been Happy.

If There Is A God, Whence Proceed So Many Evils? If There Is No God, Whence Cometh Any Good?

So It Follows That Those Who Have Reason Have Freedom To Will Or Not To Will, Although This Freedom Is Not Equal In All Of Them. [...] Human Souls Are More Free When They Persevere In The Contemplation Of The Mind Of God, Less Free When They Descend To The Corporeal, And Even Less Free When They Are Entirely Imprisoned In Earthly Flesh And Blood.