Without Unceasing Practice nothing can be done. Practice is Art. If you leave off you are lost.
And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.
Life delights in life.
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.