Art Can Never Exist Without Naked Beauty

And Is He Honest Who Resists His Genius Or Conscience Only For The Sake Of Present Ease Or Gratification

Energy Is Eternal Delight.

If The Doors Of Perception Were Cleansed Everything Would Appear To Man As It Is, Infinite.

One Power Alone Makes A Poet: Imagination. The Divine Vision.

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.