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Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
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Love seeketh only self to please, To bind another to its delight, Joys in another's loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.
William Blake
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I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
William Blake -
Each man must create his own system or else he is a slave to another mans.
William Blake -
Harmony of colouring is destructive of art? it is like the smile of a fool.
William Blake -
I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!
William Blake -
For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.
William Blake -
Gratitude, in itself, is heaven.
William Blake
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Enlightenment means taking full responsibility for your life.
William Blake -
Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release.
William Blake -
I heard an Angel singing; When the day was springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is the world's release.
William Blake -
Angels are happier than men and devils, because they are not always prying after good and evil in one another, and eating the tree of knowledge for Satan's gratification.
William Blake -
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.
William Blake -
I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love.
William Blake
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There is a smile of love, And there is a smile of deceit, And there is a smile of smiles In which these two smiles meet.
William Blake -
In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.
William Blake -
For where'er the sun does shine, And where'er the rain does fall, Babe can never hunger there, Nor poverty the mind appall.
William Blake -
One thought fills immensity.
William Blake -
Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you.
William Blake -
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
William Blake
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As we are, so we see.
William Blake -
He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then, laughing, sports and plays with me; Then stretches out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty.
William Blake -
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
William Blake -
All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
William Blake