The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.

God appears, and God is Light, to those poor souls who dwell in Night; but does a Human Form display to those who dwell in realms of Day.

Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement, are roads of Genius.

Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!

What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be, and is productive of the most dreadful consequences to those to whom it seems to be, even of torments, despair, eternal death.

Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death.

You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.