One law for the lion and ox is oppression.

When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.

For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death Then am I A happy fly If I live Or if I die

The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really does.

I am more famed in Heaven for my works than I could well conceive. In my brain are studies & chambers filled with books & pictures of old, which I wrote and painted in ages of Eternity before my mortal life; and whose works are the delight & study of Archangels. Why, then, should I be anxious about the riches or fame of mortality?

Embraces are comminglings from the head even to the feet, And not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.

And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.