If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.
Why stand we here trembling around, calling on God for help, and not ourselves, in whom God dwells?
Degrade first the Arts if you'd Mankind Degrade. Hire Idiots to Paint with cold light & hot shade: Give high Price for the worst, leave the best in disgrace, And with Labours of Ignorance fill every place.
The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.
A musician, an artist, an architect: the man or woman who is not one of these is not a Christian.