Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of perseverance in the face of challenges.
In this quote, William Blake expresses a strong resolve to engage in continuous mental struggle, suggesting that he will not give up fighting for his beliefs or ideals. The imagery of not letting his 'sword' sleep symbolizes an unwavering commitment to action and thought, reinforcing the notion that one must remain vigilant and proactive in pursuit of justice or truth.
In practice
In a motivational speech about overcoming personal struggles.
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.
The greatest mistake a person can make is to be afraid of making one.
We live in a frightened time, and people self-censor all the time and are afraid of going into some subjects because they are worried about violent reactions.
Many people use the words 'death defying' or 'death wishing' when they talk about wire-walking. Many people have asked me: 'So do you have a death wish?' After doing a beautiful walk, I feel like punching them in the nose. It's indecent. I have a life wish.
And here he was, a little halfling from the Shire, a simple hobbit of the quiet countryside, expected to find a way where the great ones could not go, or dared not go. It was an evil fate.
Even from my sick bed, even if you are going to lower me into the grave and I feel something is going wrong, I will get up.
It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - there's the rub, the task.
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