After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man
could number, of all nations, and kindreds, read more

After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man
could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and
tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed
with white robes, and palms in their hands;
And cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which
sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living; the world owes you nothing; it was here first

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living; the world owes you nothing; it was here first

This is the way the world ends ... Not with a bang but with a whimper.

This is the way the world ends ... Not with a bang but with a whimper.

We can only change the world by changing men.

We can only change the world by changing men.

Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest read more

Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest my head,
Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.

The world is getting to be such a dangerous place, a man is lucky to get out of it alive.

The world is getting to be such a dangerous place, a man is lucky to get out of it alive.

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade
Of the leaf where you slumbered all day;
Be content read more

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade
Of the leaf where you slumbered all day;
Be content with the moon and the stars, pretty moth,
And make use of your wings while you may.
. . . .
But tho' dreams of delight may have dazzled you quite,
They at last found it dangerous play;
Many things in this world that look bright, pretty moth,
Only dazzle to lead us astray.

The severe schools shall never laugh me out of the philosophy of
Hermes, that this visible world is but read more

The severe schools shall never laugh me out of the philosophy of
Hermes, that this visible world is but a picture of the
invisible, wherein as in a portrait, things are not truly, but in
equivocal shapes, and as they counterfeit some real substance in
that invisible fabric.

We have it in our power to begin the world over again.

We have it in our power to begin the world over again.