What The Eyes Perceive In Herbs Or

A Mortal Lives Not Through That Breath That Flows In And That Flows Out. The Source Of His Life Is Another And This Causes The Breath To Flow.

Man Is Ill Because He Is Never Still.

Man Is A Microcosm, Or A Little World, Because He Is An Extract From All The Stars And Planets Of The Whole Firmament, From The Earth And The Elements; And So He Is Their Quintessence.

The Dreams Which Reveal The Supernatural Are Promises And Messages That God Sends Us Directly: They Are Nothing But His Angels, His Ministering Spirits , Who Usually Appear To Us When We Are In A Great Predicament.

Time Is A Brisk Wind, For Each Hour It Brings Something New... But Who Can Understand And Measure Its Sharp Breath, Its Mystery And Its Design?