Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment.

The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

The imagination is not a state: it is the human existence itself.

Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.

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

Silent as despairing love, and strong as jealousy.