It Is The Greatest Of

To Cast Aside From Poetry, All That Is Not Inspiration

The Most Sublime Act Is To Set Another Before You.

Prisons Are Built With Stones Of Law. Brothels With The Bricks Of Religion.

I Went To The Garden Of Love, And Saw What I Never Had Seen: A Chapel Was Built In The Midst, Where I Used To Play On The Green. And The Gates Of This Chapel Were Shut, And 'thou Shalt Not' Writ Over The Door; So I Turn'd To The Garden Of Love, That So Many Sweet Flowers Bore. And I Saw It Was Filled With Graves, And Tomb-stones Where Flowers Should Be: And Priests In Black Gowns, Were Walking Their Rounds, And Binding With Briars, My Joys & Desires.

All The Destruction In Christian Europe Has Arisen From Deism, Which Is Natural Religion.