Execution is the chariot of genius.

The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after death of the vegetative body.

Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity.

In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.

Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb." So I piped with merry cheer; "Piper, pipe that song again." So I piped; he wept to hear.

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 Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.