Truth can never be told so as to be understood and not be believed.
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.
النمرُ ! النمر ! أيها القط البري يا من تشتعلُ بهاءً في الغاباتِ الليلية أي أيد ٍ وعيون ٍ أبدية شكلت هذا الجمال البري في عذوبة ٍ وعفوية ؟من أشعلَ النارَفي تلكَ العيون ِ العسلية ؟وبأي أعماق ٍ أو سماواتٍ...
What is the price of Experience? Do men buy it for a song? Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the priceOf all that a man hath, his house, his wife, his childrenWisdom is sold i...
TIGER, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings...
Love seeketh not Itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.So sang a little Clod of Clay, Trodden with the cattle's feet; But...
He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God. He who sees the Ratio only sees himself only.
He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God. He who sees the Ratio only sees himself only. Therefore God becomes as we are, that we may be as he is.
Children of the future ageReading this indignant page
Arise you little glancing wings, and sing your infant joy!Arise and drink your bliss, for every thing that lives is holy!
The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
None can desire what he has not perceiv'd.
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night,
To see a World in a grain of sand,And a Heaven in a wild flower,Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,And Eternity in an hour.
The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock, but of wisdom: no clock can measure.
The characters of Chaucer's Pilgrims are the characters which compose all ages and nations. As one age falls, another rises, different to mortal sight, but to immortals only the same; for we see the s...
Souvent ton amitié a fait mon cœur pour faire du mal: ne soyez mon ennemi pour l'amour de l'amitié. - William Blake
Shame is Prides cloke.