The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.

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

It is the greatest of crimes to depress true art and science.

He who loves his enemies betrays his friends; this surely is not what Jesus meant.

I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!

God appears, and God is Light, to those poor souls who dwell in Night; but does a Human Form display to those who dwell in realms of Day.

Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow's share? Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow filled? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be!