Mercy, Pity, And Peace, Are The World's

God And His Priest And King,...make Up A Heaven Of Our Misery.

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.

Nothing Can Be More Contemptible Than To Suppose Public Records To Be True.

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

The Human Mind Cannot Go Beyond The Gift Of God, The Holy Ghost. To Suppose That Art Can Go Beyond The Finest Specimens Of Art That Are Now In The World Is Not Knowing What Art Is; It Is Being Blind To The Gifts Of The Spirit.