If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise. William B
The Old and New Testaments are the Great Code of Art.
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.
I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was fille
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
What is now proved was once only imagined.
Energy is an eternal delight.
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
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.
Commerce is so far from being beneficial to arts, or to empire, that it is destructive of both, as all their history shows, for the above reason of individual merit being its great hatred. Empires flourish till they become commercial, and then they are scattered abroad to the four winds.
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
The most sublime act is to set another before you.
The Bat that flits at close of EveHas left the Brain that won't believe.The Owl that calls upon the NightSpeaks the Unbeliever's fright.
One thought fills immensity. William Blak
I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear. How the Chimney-sweeper's cry Every
To my eye Rubens' colouring is most contemptible. His shadows are a filthy brown somewhat the colour of excrement.
A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent. William Blak
For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death Then am I A happy fly If I live Or if I die
A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage.
Life delights in life.
Knowledge is Life with wings
Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion.
Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release.
Everything to be imagined is an image of truth.
As we are, so we see.
The eye sees more than the heart knows.
Gratitude is heaven itself; there could be no heaven without gratitude.
I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love. William Blake
The true method of knowledge is experiment. William B
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings. William Blak