An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches with spire steeples which point as with a silent finger to the sky and stars.
A sight to dream of, not to tell!
The most general definition of beauty ... Multeity in Unity.
Rage is essentially vulgar.
Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
The Language of the Dream/Night is contrary to that of Waking/Day. It is a language of Images and Sensations, the various dialects of which are far less different from each other, than the various Day-Languages of Nations.