He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer, for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.
It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness from one another, but from God only.
I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. sweet joy befall thee!
I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!
Exuberance is beauty.
When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!
My mother groaned, my father wept, into the dangerous world I leapt; helpless, naked, piping loud, like a fiend hid in a cloud.
Nothing can be more contemptible than to suppose Public Records to be true.
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.
Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you.
Great things are done when men and mountains meet. This is not done by jostling in the street.
Christianity is art and not money. Money is its curse.
The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.
I must create a system or be enslaved by another man s; I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.
Want of money and the distress of a thief can never be alleged as the cause of his thieving, for many honest people endure greater hardships with fortitude. We must therefore seek the cause elsewhere than in want of money, for that is the miser's passion, not the thief s.
The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
He who desires but does not act, breeds pestilence.
Then my verse I dishonor, my pictures despise, my person degrade and my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; and my talents I bury, and dead is my fame.
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.
The foundation of empire is art and science. Remove them or degrade them, and the empire is no more. Empire follows art and not vice versa as Englishmen suppose.
When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.
Energy is an eternal delight, and he who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.
Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.
The road to excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
The strongest poison ever known came from Caesar's laurel crown.
To create a little flower is the labor of ages.
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy for friendship's sake.
Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.
All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
To generalize is to be an idiot. To particularize is the alone distinction of merit. General knowledge are those knowledge that idiots possess.
The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever.
Energy is eternal delight.
Men are admitted into Heaven not because they have curbed and governed their passions or have no passions, but because they have cultivated their understandings. The treasures of Heaven are not negations of passion, but realities of intellect, from which all the passions emanate uncurbed in their eternal glory. The fool shall not enter into Heaven let him be ever so holy.
Cruelty has a Human Heart, And jealousy a Human Face; Terror the Human Form Divine, And secrecy the Human Dress. The Human Dress is forged Iron, The Human Form a Fiery Forge, The Human Face a Furnace seal d, The Human Heart its hungry gorge.
Expect poison from standing water.
What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be, and is productive of the most dreadful consequences to those to whom it seems to be, even of torments, despair, eternal death.
To me this world is all one continued vision of fancy or imagination, and I feel flattered when I am told so. What is it sets Homer, Virgil and Milton in so high a rank of art? Why is the Bible more entertaining and instructive than any other book? Is it not because they are addressed to the imagination, which is spiritual sensation, and but immediately to the understanding or reason?
What is now proved was only once imagined.
Every harlot was a virgin once.
What is a wife and what is a harlot? What is a church and what is a theatre? are they two and not one? Can they exist separate? Are not religion and politics the same thing? Brotherhood is religion. O demonstrations of reason dividing families in cruelty and pride!
Thinking as I do that the Creator of this world is a very cruel being, and being a worshipper of Christ, I cannot help saying: the Son, O how unlike the Father! First God Almighty comes with a thump on the head. Then Jesus Christ comes with a balm to heal it.
He who binds to himself a joy doth the winged life destroy. But he who kisses the joy as it flies lives in Eternity's sunrise.
That the Jews assumed a right exclusively to the benefits of God will be a lasting witness against them and the same will it be against Christians.
You cannot have Liberty in this world without what you call Moral Virtue, and you cannot have Moral Virtue without the slavery of that half of the human race who hate what you call Moral Virtue.
For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life.
Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.
The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.
To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.
Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence.
Opposition is true friendship.
Nature in darkness groans and men are bound to sullen contemplation in the night: restless they turn on beds of sorrow; in their inmost brain feeling the crushing wheels, they rise, they write the bitter words of stern philosophy and knead the bread of knowledge with tears and groans.
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thru chinks of his cavern.
I see every thing I paint in this world, but everybody does not see alike. To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.
You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get murdered time after time.
I am really sorry to see my countrymen trouble themselves about politics. If men were wise, the most arbitrary princes could not hurt them. If they are not wise, the freest government is compelled to be a tyranny. Princes appear to me to be fools. Houses of Commons and Houses of Lords appear to me to be fools; they seem to me to be something else besides human life.
No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.
Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity.
Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion.
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
The inquiry in England is not whether a man has talents and genius, but whether he is passive and polite and a virtuous ass and obedient to noblemen's opinions in art and science. If he is, he is a good man. If not, he must be starved.
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
Embraces are cominglings from the head even to the feet, and not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.
Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, and they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals and is utterly useless to any one; a blight never does good to a tree, and if a blight kill not a tree but it still bear fruit, let none say that the fruit was in consequence of the blight.
Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
One thought fills immensity.
The hours of folly are measured by the clock, but of wisdom no clock can measure.
The truth told with bad intent Beats all the lies you can invent
When I tell any truth it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those who do.
For everything exists and not one sigh nor smile nor tear, one hair nor particle of dust, not one can pass away.
A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.
Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believed.
As a man is, so he sees. As the eye is formed, such are its powers.
When the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire somewhat like a guinea? O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.
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 price of all the man hath, his house, his wife, his children.
The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.