William Drummond

There is a silence, the child of love, which expresses everything, and proclaims more loudly than the tongue is able to do.

He that will not reason is a bigot; he that cannot reason is a fool; and he that dares not reason is a slave.

Put a bridle on thy tongue; set a guard before thy lips, lest the words of thine own mouth destroy thy peace... on much speaking cometh repentance, but in silence is safety.

Study what thou art Whereof thou art a part What thou knowest of this art This is really what thou art. All that is without thee also is within.