Improvement makes straight roads but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius
Mechanical excellence is the only vehicle of genius.
What is the Divine Spirit Is the Holy Ghost any other than an Intellectual fountain
The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.
The countless gold of a merry heart,The rubies and pearls of a loving eye,The indolent never can bring to the mart,Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury.
The fields from Islington to Marybone, To Primrose Hill and Saint John's Wood, Were builded over with pillars of gold And there Jerusalem's pillars stood.
Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow, too Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief
The caterpillar on the leaf Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
A Robin Redbreast in a Cage Puts all Heaven in a Rage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
Every wolf 's and lion's howl Raises from Hell a human soul.
The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet, and of the Devil's party without knowing it.
He who shall hurt the little wren Shall never be beloved by men.
The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs,Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands.
Enthusiastic Admiration is the first Principle of Knowledge and its last.
Praises reap not Joys laugh not Sorrows weep not
He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sunrise
For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life
Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
Embraces are cominglings from the head even to the feet, and not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.
The inquiry in England is not whether a man has talents and genius, but whether he is passive and polite and a virtuous ass and obedient to noblemen's opinions in art and science. If he is, he is a good man. If not, he must be starved.
Cruelty has a Human Heart, And jealousy a Human Face Terror the Human Form Divine, And secrecy the Human Dress. The Human Dress is forged Iron, The Human Form a Fiery Forge, The Human Face a Furnace seal d, The Human Heart its hungry gorge.
Energy is eternal delight.
All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache do be my enemy for friendship's sake.