Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
I rest not from my great task! | To open the Eternal Worlds, | to open the immortal Eyes of Man | Inwards into the Worlds of Thought; | Into eternity, ever expanding | In the Bosom of God, | The Human Imagination
Interpretation
The quote reflects the relentless pursuit of knowledge and understanding beyond worldly limits.
In this quote, William Blake expresses a profound commitment to the exploration of the human mind and spirit. He emphasizes a continuous quest to unveil deeper truths about existence and creativity, highlighting the boundless potential of human imagination. The 'Eternal Worlds' and 'immortal Eyes of Man' signify a yearning to delve into abstract and spiritual dimensions, suggesting that true understanding transcends physical reality and is rooted in a divine connection.
In practice
Using this quote in a motivational speech about pursuing one's dreams and aspirations.
Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer, Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
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.
As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.
He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
Do not neglect this body. This is the house of God; take care of it, only in this body can God be realized.
There will be no major solution to the suffering of humanity until we reach some understanding of who we are, what the purpose of creation was, what happens after death. Until those questions are resolved we are caught.
Orthodoxy is a relaxation of the mind accompanied by a stiffening of the heart.
You'll forget it when you're dead, and so will I. When I'm dead, I'm going to forget everything–and I advise you to do the same.
As a Buddhist, I was trained to be tolerant of everything except intolerance
There's a graveyard in northern France where all the dead boys from D-Day are buried. The white crosses reach from one horizon to the other. I remember looking it over and thinking it was a forest of graves. But the rows were like this, dizzying, diagonal, perfectly straight, so after all it wasn't a forest but an orchard of graves. Nothing to do with nature, unless you count human nature.
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