"To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild fl…"

To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.

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I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?