As a man is, so he sees.

And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen?

Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death.

The man who never alters his opinions is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.

As a man is, so he sees.

The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.

As a man is, so he sees. As the eye is formed, such are its powers.