God only acts and is, in existing beings or men.
Why stand we here trembling around, calling on God for help, and not ourselves, in whom God dwells?
The busy bee has no time for sorrow.
A tyrant is the worst disease, and the cause of all others.
The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.
Rome & Greece swept Art into their maw & destroy'd it; a Warlike State never can produce Art. It will Rob & Plunder & accumulate into one place, & Translate & Copy & Buy & Sell & Criticize, but not Make.