Nathaniel Ward

Since I knew what to feare, my timerous heart hath dreaded three things: a blazing starre appearing in the aire: a State Comet, I mean a favourite rising in a Kingdome, a new Opinion spreading in Religion: these are Exorbitancies: which is a formidable word: a vacuum and an exorbitancy, are mundicidious evils.

If publique Assemblies of Divines cannot agree upon a right way, private Conventicles of illeterate men, will soon finde a wrong. Bivious demurres breed devious resolutions. Passengers to heaven are in haste, and will walk one way or other.

[O]thers, held very good men, are at a dead stand, not knowing what to doe or say; and are therefore called Seekers, looking for new Nuntio's from Christ, to assoil these benighted questions, and to give new Orders for new Churches.