When the devil drives, needs must. (Needs must when the devil
drives.)

When the devil drives, needs must. (Needs must when the devil
drives.)

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you read more

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're smiling and everyone around you is crying.

I call'd the devil, and he came,
And with wonder his form did I closely scan;
He read more

I call'd the devil, and he came,
And with wonder his form did I closely scan;
He is not ugly, and is not lame,
But really a handsome and charming man.
A man in the prime of life is the devil,
Obliging, a man of the world, and civil;
A diplomatist too, well skill'd in debate,
He talks quite glibly of church and state.

Satan; so call him now, his former name
Is heard no more in heaven.

Satan; so call him now, his former name
Is heard no more in heaven.

Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the read more

Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console.

The devil, my friends, is a woman just now.
'Tis a woman that reigns in Hell.

The devil, my friends, is a woman just now.
'Tis a woman that reigns in Hell.

And bid the devil take the hin'most.

And bid the devil take the hin'most.

Culture which smooth the whole world licks,
Also unto the devil sticks.
[Ger., Auch die Kultur, die read more

Culture which smooth the whole world licks,
Also unto the devil sticks.
[Ger., Auch die Kultur, die alle Welt beleckt,
Hat auf den Teufel sich erstreckt.]

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
One sees more devils than read more

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold;
That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt.
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.