William Blake Quotes
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Those who restrain their desires, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.
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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
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Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.
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For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.
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General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocite, flatterer.
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Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.
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The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.
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The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
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Let the men do their duty & the women will be such wonders; the female life lives from the light of the male: see a man's female dependants, you know the man.
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Oh! why was I born with a different face? why was I not born like the rest of my race? when I look,each one starts! when I speak, I offend; then Im silent & passive & lose every friend. Then my verse I dishonour, my pictures despise, my person degrade & my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; all my talents I bury, and dead is my fame. Im either too low or too highly prized; when elate I m envy'd, when meek Im despis'd.
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Let every Christian, as much as in him lies, engage himself openly and publicly, before all the World, in some mental pursuit for the Building up of Jerusalem.
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And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.
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My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driv'n away And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave: Such end true lovers have.
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He who replies to words of doubt doth put the light of knowledge out.
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To generalize is to be an idiot. To particularize is the alone distinction of merit. General knowledge are those knowledge that idiots possess.
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The mocker of Art is the mocker of Jesus.
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Shame is pride's cloak.
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Ah, sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire And the pale virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my sunflower wishes to go.
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Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release.
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I see the Past, Present & Future existing all at once Before me.
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To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.
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And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every Child may joy to hear.
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Truth can never be told so as to be understood and not be believed.
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Little fly, thy summer's play My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee? Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and drink and sing, Till some blind hand shall brush my wing!