It Is Nothing Won To Admit Men

There Is Superstition In Avoiding Superstition.

As Is The Garden Such Is The Gardener. A Man's Nature Runs Either To Herbs Or Weeds.

All Will Come Out In The Washing.

Let The Mind Be Enlarged... To The Grandeur Of The Mysteries, And Not The Mysteries Contracted To The Narrowness Of The Mind

Suspicions That The Mind, Of Itself, Gathers, Are But Buzzes; But Suspicions That Are Artificially Nourished And Put Into Men's Heads By The Tales And Whisperings Of Others, Have Stings.