The First Is The Law, The Last

All Habits Gather By Unseen Degrees.

Some Of Our Philosophizing Divines Have Too Much Exalted The Faculties Of Our Souls, When They Have Maintained That By Their Force Mankind Has Been Able To Find Out God.

Love Is A Passion Which Kindles Honor Into Noble Acts.

For Those Whom God To Ruin Has Design'd, He Fits For Fate, And First Destroys Their Mind.

None, None Descends Into Himself, To Find The Secret Imperfections Of His Mind: But Every One Is Eagle-ey'd To See Another's Faults, And His Deformity.