Every man who is not an artist is a traitor to his own nature.
'Come hither, my boy, tell me what thou seest there?' 'A fool tangled in a religious snare.'
If Christianity was morality, Socrates would be the Saviour.
Bring me my bow of burning gold: Bring me my arrows of desire: Bring me my spear: O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire.
I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!