Exuberance Is Beauty.

The Child's Toys And The Old Man's Reasons Are The Fruits Of Two Seasons.

I Must Create A System Or Be Enslaved By Another Mans; I Will Not Reason And Compare: My Business Is To Create.

The Voice Of Honest Indignation Is The Voice Of God.

Tyger! Tyger! Burning Bright In The Forests Of The Night, What Immortal Hand Or Eye Could Frame Thy Fearful Symmetry?

Every Wolf's And Lion's Howl Raises From Hell A Human Soul.