When the doors of perception are cleansed, men will see things as they truly are, infinite.
The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.
As I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their Proverbs.
If Christianity was morality, Socrates would be the Saviour.
The ruins of time build mansions in eternity.
The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.