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Struggling in my father's hands, Striving against my swaddling bands, Bound and weary, I thought best To sulk upon my mother's breast.
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How do you know but ev’ry Bird that cuts the airy way, Is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five?
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The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
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I must create a system, or be enslav'd by another man's.
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O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe; And all the daughters of the year shall dance! Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.
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Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.
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Since all the riches of this world May be gifts from the Devil and earthly kings, I should suspect that I worshipp'd the Devil If I thank'd my God for worldly things.
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More! More! is the cry of a mistaken soul.
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The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really does.
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Great things are done when men and mountains meet.
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Every mortal loss is an immortal gain.
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Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings To his strong bones, strides o'er the groaning rocks: He withers all in silence, and his hand Unclothes the earth, and freezes up frail life.
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I love hanging and drawing and quartering Every bit as well as war and slaughtering.
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Gratitude is heaven itself.
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Where there is money there is no art.
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Death is terrible, tho' borne on angels' wings!
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The ruins of time build mansions in eternity.
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The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
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The Man who never in his Mind & Thoughts travel'd to Heaven Is No Artist.
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Gratitude is heaven itself; there could be no heaven without gratitude.
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The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after the death of the vegetated [i.e. mortal] body. This world of imagination is infinite and eternal, whereas the world of generation is finite and temporal. There exist in that eternal world the eternal realities of everything which we see reflected in this vegetable glass of nature.
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The eye altering, alters all.