'Come hither, my boy, tell me what thou seest there?' 'A fool tangled in a religious snare.'

Mans desires are limited by his perceptions; none can desire what he has not perceived.

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.

A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there's more conversation.

General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocite, flatterer.

You've always had the power right there in your shoes, you just had to learn it for yourself.

God is the poetic genius in each of us.