Quotes from William Blake

God forbid that Truth should be confined to Mathematical Demonstration!

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is - infinite.

I thought Love lived in the hot sunshine, But O, he lives in the moony light! I thought to find Love in the heat of day, But sweet Love is the comforter of night.

Bring me an axe and spade, Bring me a winding-sheet; When I my grave have made Let winds and tempests beat: Then down I'll lie as cold as clay. True love doth pass away!

I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!

Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.

Forgive what you do not approve & love me for this energetic exertion of my talent

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.

Grown old in love from seven till seven times seven,I oft have wished for Hell for ease from Heaven.

Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.

The look of love alarms Because 'tis filled with fire; But the look of soft deceit Shall win the lover's hire.

How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide!

To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour.

The true method of knowledge is experiment.

It is right it should be so, Man was made for joy and woe; And when this we rightly know, Through the world we safely go.

A robin redbreast in a cage Sets all heaven in a rage.

Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night.

The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.

Improvement makes straight roads; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius.

General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocite, flatterer.

Everything that lives, lives not alone, nor for itself.

When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.

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

There is no mistake so great as the mistake of not going on.