Thou hast the keys of Paradise, O just, subtle, and mighty opium!

Thou hast the keys of Paradise, O just, subtle, and mighty opium!

Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world read more

Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.

To speak of morals in art is to speak of legislature in sex. Art is the sex of the imagination.

To speak of morals in art is to speak of legislature in sex. Art is the sex of the imagination.

I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see.

I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see.

. . . his master was in a manner always in a wrong Boxe and building
castels in the read more

. . . his master was in a manner always in a wrong Boxe and building
castels in the ayre or catching Hares with Tabers.

Sometimes questions are more important than answers.

Sometimes questions are more important than answers.

These are the gloomy comparisons of a disturbed imagination; the
melancholy madness of poetry, without the inspiration.

These are the gloomy comparisons of a disturbed imagination; the
melancholy madness of poetry, without the inspiration.

A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the read more

A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.

They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.

They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.