If The Doors Of Perception Were Cleansed

A Dog Starv'd At The Master's Gate Predicts The Ruin Of The State. A Horse Misus'd Upon The Road Calls To Heaven For Human Blood. Each Outcry Of The Hunted Hare A Fibre From The Brain Does Tear, A Skylark Wounded On The Wing, A Cherubim Does Cease To Sing.

He Who Desires, But Acts Not, Breeds Pestilence.

To Be An Error And To Be Cast Out Is A Part Of God's Design.

I Love Hanging And Drawing And Quartering Every Bit As Well As War And Slaughtering.

Enthusiastic Admiration Is The First Principle Of Knowledge And Its Last.