If others had not been foolish, we should be so.

The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

He who pretends to be either painter or engraver without being a master of drawing is an imposter.

The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.

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.

He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.