The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.

To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wildflower.

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.

For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life.

Then my verse I dishonor, my pictures despise, my person degrade and my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; and my talents I bury, and dead is my fame.

Every man who is not an artist is a traitor to his own nature.

Mere enthusiasm is the all in all.