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.
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Illusion is the dust the devil throws in the eyes of the foolish.
Illusion is the dust the devil throws in the eyes of the foolish.
If you get down and quarell everyday, you're saying prayers to the devil, I say.
If you get down and quarell everyday, you're saying prayers to the devil, I say.
Demons do not exist any more than gods do, being only the products of the psychic activity of man
Demons do not exist any more than gods do, being only the products of the psychic activity of man
Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.
Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.
This is a devil, and no monster. I will leave him; I have no
long spoon.
This is a devil, and no monster. I will leave him; I have no
long spoon.
The devil is an optimist if he thinks he can make people worse than they are.
The devil is an optimist if he thinks he can make people worse than they are.
Here is the devil-and-all to pay.
Here is the devil-and-all to pay.
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell
No one is a firmer believer in the power of prayer than the devil; not that he practices it, but read more
No one is a firmer believer in the power of prayer than the devil; not that he practices it, but he suffers from it.
