For Everything Exists And Not One Sigh

Nature Has No Outline. Imagination Has.

I See The Past, Present & Future Existing All At Once Before Me.

The Cistern Contains: The Fountain Overflows.

I Have Conversed With The Spiritual Sun. I Saw Him On Primrose Hill

Commerce Is So Far From Being Beneficial To Arts, Or To Empire, That It Is Destructive Of Both, As All Their History Shows, For The Above Reason Of Individual Merit Being Its Great Hatred. Empires Flourish Till They Become Commercial, And Then They Are Scattered Abroad To The Four Winds.