Date: 1661

"What difference is there 'twixt a man and beast, / (None sure at all, or little to be guest) / If't wan't for Reason, and an immortal spark, / Which hides it self within his hollow Ark?"

— Pordage, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. c. 1691)

Date: 1664

"But the source which produces these spirits is usually so abundant that they enter these cavities in sufficient quantity to have the force to push out against the surrounding matter and make it expand, thus tightening all the tiny nerve-fibres which come from it (in the way that a moderate wind ...

— Descartes, René (1596-1650)

Date: 1664

"These things being thus premised, may it not be probable enough that these Spirits in the other World, shall onely be the Soul's Vehicle and Habit, and indeed really that [GREEK], mentioned by the Apostle; by a vital re-union with which, it may supereminently out-act all that ever she was able t...

— Power, Henry (1623-1668)

Date: 1667

"Pray'r is a Coach which by the Spirit driven, / Hurries our Souls into the Courts of Heaven."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

Conscience is "the Souls Anchor"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"But he that shipwracks a good Conscience shall / Let in great riches, but the Devil withal"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1673

Modest "is indeed a vertu of a general influence; does not only ballast the mind with sober and humble thoughts of ones self, but also steers every part of the outward frame."

— Allestree, Richard (1611/2-1681)

Date: 1677

"O whither will my minde with wavering sail, / When a Disease shall over me prevail?"

— Speed, Samuel (bap. 1633, d. 1679?)

Date: 1679, 1707

"But during all this Storm, we still do find / An Anchor and a Haven in our Mind, / Not beaten now, tho then expos'd to th'Wind."

— Anonymous

Date: 1681

"Well then, thou shalt go see of what burthen my Lover is, and if he has stoage-room left for a heart, contract for mine; but tell him, what foul weather soever happens he shall preserve mine, though he throw all the rest over-board."

— Ravenscroft, Edward (c.1650- c.1700)