When the doors of perception are cleansed, men will see things as they truly are, infinite.
Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.
Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.
Opposition is true friendship.
Each man is haunted until his humanity awakens.
If you, who are organised by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you should want natural bread, sorrow and desperation pursue you through life, and after death shame and confusion of face to eternity.