To the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself. — William Blake Copy Share Image
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my… — William Blake Copy Share Image
I care not whether a man is good or evil; all that I care / Is whether he is a wise man… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Let the men do their duty & the women will be such wonders; the female life lives from the light of the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever. — William Blake Copy Share Image
What is the price of experience? Do men buy it for a song? Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
A musician, an artist, an architect: the man or woman who is not one of these is not a Christian. — William Blake Copy Share Image
It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The Stolen and Perverted Writings of Homer & Ovid, of Plato & Cicero, which all men ought to contemn, are set up… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Man was made for joy and woe Then when this we rightly know Through the world we safely go. Joy and woe… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Let men do their duty and the women will be such wonders; the female lives from the light of the male: see… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Man was made for joy and woe, and when this we rightly know through the world we safely go. Joy and woe… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The Britons (say historians) were naked, civilized men, learned, studious, abstruse in thought and contemplation; naked, simple, plain in their acts and… — William Blake Copy Share Image
In every cry of every man, In every infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish. — William Blake Copy Share
The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after death of the… — William Blake Copy Share
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. — William Blake Copy Share
Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment. — William Blake Copy Share
The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really… — William Blake Copy Share
Cruelty has a human heart, and jealousy a human face. Terror, the human form divine, And secrecy, the human dress. — William Blake Copy Share
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs… — William Blake Copy Share
THE POISON TREE I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe; I… — William Blake Copy Share
