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The pomps and vanity of this wicked world.
The pomps and vanity of this wicked world.
Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as
the small dust of the read more
Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as
the small dust of the balance: behold, he taketh up the isles as
a little thing.
The severe schools shall never laugh me out of the philosophy of
Hermes, that this visible world is but read more
The severe schools shall never laugh me out of the philosophy of
Hermes, that this visible world is but a picture of the
invisible, wherein as in a portrait, things are not truly, but in
equivocal shapes, and as they counterfeit some real substance in
that invisible fabric.
God is the author, men are only the players. These grand pieces
which are played upon earth have been read more
God is the author, men are only the players. These grand pieces
which are played upon earth have been composed in heaven.
[Fr., Dieu est le poete, les hommes ne sont que les acteurs. Ces
grandes pieces qui se jouent sur la terre ont ete composees dans
le ciel.]
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Let the world slide.
Let the world slide.
A tomb now suffices him for whom the whole world was not sufficient.
A tomb now suffices him for whom the whole world was not sufficient.
We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.
We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.
