William Blake

Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!

You've always had the power right there in your shoes, you just had to learn it for yourself.

The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.

Nothing can be more contemptible than to suppose Public Records to be true.

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.

How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod, Or Love in a golden bowl?

And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every Child may joy to hear.

We are led to believe a lie When we see not through the eye.

Embraces are comminglings from the head even to the feet, And not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.

The world of imagination is the world of eternity.

He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God.

Bring me my bow of burning gold: Bring me my arrows of desire: Bring me my spear: O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire.

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty !

The nakedness of woman is the work of God.

When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!

Where cheating is, there's mischief there.

A musician, an artist, an architect: the man or woman who is not one of these is not a Christian.

Christianity is art and not money. Money is its curse.

One law for the lion and ox is oppression.

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.