The worth and excellency of a soul is to be measured by the object of its love: he who loves mean and sordid things does thereby become base and vile. But a noble and well-placed affection does advance and improve the spirit unto a conformity with the perfections which it loves.

—Henry Scougal
Adapted from The Works of the Rev. H. Scougal (London: Ogle, Duncan, and Co., 1822), 21–22.