To Chloe's Breast Young Cupid

The Fields From Islington To Marybone, To Primrose Hill And Saint John's Wood, Were Builded Over With Pillars Of Gold; And There Jerusalem's Pillars Stood.

I Will Not Cease From Mental Fight Nor Shall My Sword Sleep In My Hand.

The Naked Women's Body Is A Portion Of Eternity Too Great For The Eye Of Man.

The Human Mind Cannot Go Beyond The Gift Of God, The Holy Ghost. To Suppose That Art Can Go Beyond The Finest Specimens Of Art That Are Now In The World Is Not Knowing What Art Is; It Is Being Blind To The Gifts Of The Spirit.

Active Evil Is Better Than Passive Good.