I Am Going To That Country Which

I Have No Name: I Am But Two Days Old. What Shall I Call Thee? I Happy Am, Joy Is My Name. Sweet Joy Befall Thee!

Time Is The Mercy Of Eternity; Without Time's Swiftness Which Is The Swiftest Of All Things, All Were Eternal Torment.

When The Doors Of Perception Are Cleansed, Men Will See Things As They Truly Are, Infinite.

To Generalize Is To Be An Idiot. To Particularize Is The Alone Distinction Of Merit. General Knowledge Are Those Knowledge That Idiots Possess.

The Tigers Of Wrath Are Wiser Than The Horses Of Instruction.