Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Interpretation
This quote advises to learn during preparation, share knowledge during abundance, and savor life during rest periods.
William Blake's quote emphasizes the cyclical nature of life and the importance of each phase. It suggests that during times of preparation ('seed time'), one should focus on learning and growth, during periods of productivity ('harvest'), one should impart knowledge and share experiences, and during times of rest or reflection ('winter'), one should take the time to enjoy the fruits of one's labor and appreciate life.
In practice
A teacher might use this quote to inspire students to value their educational journey.
Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
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.
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.
Necessity may well be called the mother of invention but calamity is the test of integrity.
I remember World War II when there were very few books, very little paper available. For me to walk into a shop or look at a list and see anything that I want, or almost anything, is like a kind of miracle.
Indulgence in frivolous speech not only reveals one's lack of moral character, but it deprives him of good qualities also.
Lord, grant that my work increase knowledge and help other men. Failing that, Lord, grant that it will not lead to manβs destruction. Failing that, Lord, grant that my article in Brain be published before the destruction takes place.
Ideas are elusive, slippery things. Best to keep a pad of paper and a pencil at your bedside, so you can stab them during the night before they get away.
Most writers tend to get worse rather than better. I'm determined to be one that gets better.
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