It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness from one another, but from God only.

And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds and binding with briars my joys and desires. (from 'The Garden of Love')

Then the Parson might preach, & drink, & sing, And we'd be as happy as birds in the spring; And modest dame Lurch, who is always at Church, Would not have bandy children, nor fasting, nor birch.

All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.

Mysteries are not to be solved. They eye goes blind when it only wants to see why.

The foundation of empire is art and science. Remove them or degrade them, and the empire is no more. Empire follows art and not vice versa as Englishmen suppose.

The mocker of Art is the mocker of Jesus.