The nakedness of woman is the work of God.

To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.

The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after death of the vegetative body.

God and His Priest and King,...make up a heaven of our misery.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get murdered time after time.

To the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.