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.

The busy bee has no time for sorrow.

Celebrate your existence!

When the doors of perception are cleansed, men will see things as they truly are, infinite.

There is no mistake so great as the mistake of not going on.

To generalize is to be an idiot.

If you cannot imagine with the mind's eye much more than you can see with the mortal eye, you have a very poor imagination indeed.