For Mercy has a human

“My friends and my road-fellows, pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion. “Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave, eats a bread it does not harvest, and drinks a wine that flows not from its own winepress. “Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful. “Pity the nation that raises not its voice save when it walks in a funeral, boasts not except among its ruins, and will rebel not save when its neck is laid between the sword and the block. “Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, whose philosopher is a juggler, and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking. “Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpetings, and farewells him with hootings, only to welcome another with trumpetings again. “Pity the nation divided into fragments, each fragment deeming itself a nation.”     Kahlil Gibran

“The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.”     William Blake

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

“When the doors of perception are cleansed, man will see things as they truly are, infinite.”     William Blake

“The man who never alters his opinions is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.”     William Blake