Quotes from William Blake

In the southern clime, Where the summer's prime Never fades away, Lovely Lyca lay.

I live by Miracle.

If any could desire what he is incapable of possessing, despair must be his eternal lot.

Every kindness to another is a little death in the divine image.

Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives it ease, And builds a heaven in hell's despair. So sang a little clod of clay, Trodden with the cattle's feet, But a pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: 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. THE CLOD AND THE PEBBLE

Good is the passive that obeys reason; Evil is the active springing from Energy. ... The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. ... Dip him in the river who loves water. ... A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. ... The hours of folly are measured by the clock, but of wisdom no clock can measure. ... Prisons are built with stones of law, brothels with bricks of religion.

Folly is the cloak of knavery.

The selfish, smiling fool, and the sullen, frowning fool shall be both thought wise, that they may be a rod.

Little fly thy summers play my thoughtless hand has brushed away am not I a fly like thee, art not thou a man like me? for I dance and drink and sing til some blind hand shall brush my wing

And all must love the human form, In heathen, turk, or jew; Where Mercy, Love and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too.

Y todos deben amar a la forma humana, Sean paganos, turcos o judíos; Donde moran la Misericordia, el Amor y la Piedad, allí Dios también tiene su morada.

He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God. He who sees the Ratio only sees himself only. Therefore God becomes as we are, that we may be as he is

In the universe there are things that are known and things that are unknown, and in between there are doors.

For a Tear is an Intellectual thing, And a Sigh is the Sword of an Angel King, And the bitter groan of a Martyr's woe Is an Arrow from the Almightie's Bow.

As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys

Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav'd the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects; thus began Priesthood. Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And at length they pronounced that the gods had orderd such things. Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast.

I live in a hole here but God has a beautiful mansion for me elsewhere.

Throughout all eternity I forgive you you forgive me.

Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands. Now like a mighty wild they raise to heaven the voice of song, Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among: Beneath them sit the aged man, wise guardians of the poor. Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.

Energy is eternal delight." ? William Blake

There is a Moment in each Day that Satan cannot find, Nor can his Watch Fiends find it, but the Industrious find This Moment & it multiply, & when it once is found ? It renovates every Moment of the Day if rightly placed

What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the price Of all that a man hath, his house, his wife, his children. Wisdom is sold in the desolate market where none come to buy, And in the wither'd field where the farmer plows for bread in vain.

All deities reside in the human breast.

I am really sorry to see my Countrymen trouble themselves about Politics. If Men were Wise, the Most arbitrary Princes could not hurt them. If they are not wise, the Freest Government is compell'd to be a Tyranny. Princes appear to me to be Fools. Houses of Commons & Houses of Lords appear to me to be fools; they seem to me to be something Else besides Human life.