He Who Sees The Infinite In All

I Am More Famed In Heaven For My Works Than I Could Well Conceive. In My Brain Are Studies & Chambers Filled With Books & Pictures Of Old, Which I Wrote And Painted In Ages Of Eternity Before My Mortal Life; And Whose Works Are The Delight & Study Of Archangels. Why, Then, Should I Be Anxious About The Riches Or Fame Of Mortality?

The Ruins Of Time Build Mansions In Eternity.

The Lamb Misused Breeds Public Strife And Yet Forgives The Butcher's Knife.

My Brother Starv'd Between Two Walls,his Children's Cry My Soul Appalls

What Has Reasoning To Do With Painting?