God is the poetic genius in each of us.
General knowledges are those knowledges that idiots possess.
God only acts and is, in existing beings or men.
For where’er the sun does shine, And where’er the rain does fall, Babe can never hunger there, Nor poverty the mind appall.
Think not thou canst sigh a sigh And thy maker is not by; Think not thou canst weep a tear And thy maker is not near.
Every tear from every eyeBecomes a babe in eternity.
Without minute neatness of execution, the sublime cannot exist! Grandeur of ideas is founded on precision of ideas.
In every cry of every man, In every infant’s cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg’d manacles I hear.
Time is the Mercy of Eternity.
Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.
Mere enthusiasm is the all in all.
Execution is the chariot of genius.
Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world’s release.
Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
It is an easy thing to talk of patience to the afflicted.
They solved the problem of coexistence through the use of individual stereo headphones.
Colouring does not depend on where the colours are put, but on where the lights and darks are put, and all depends on form and outline, on where that is put.
I have mental joys and mental health, Mental friends and mental wealth, I’ve a wife that I love and that loves me; I’ve all but riches bodily.
Tools were made and born were hands, Every farmer understands.
Harmony of colouring is destructive of art? it is like the smile of a fool.