Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion. — William Blake Copy Share Image
As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white. — William Blake Copy Share Image
All the destruction in Christian Europe has arisen from deism, which is natural religion. — William Blake Copy Share Image
And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds and binding with briars my joys and desires. (from 'The Garden of Love') — William Blake Copy Share Image
“And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires.” — William Blake Copy Share Image
But if at church they would give some ale. And a pleasant fire our souls to regale. We'd sing and we'd pray… — William Blake Copy Share Image
You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get murdered time… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels & God, and at liberty when of Devils & Hell, is… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties… — William Blake Copy Share Image
To me this world is all one continued vision of fancy or imagination, and I feel flattered when I am told so.… — William Blake Copy Share Image
If you, who are organised by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“He who mocks the infant's faith Shall be mock'd in age and death. He who shall teach the child to doubt The… — William Blake Copy Share Image
What is a wife and what is a harlot? What is a church and what is a theatre? are they two and… — William Blake Copy Share Image
I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Thinking as I do that the Creator of this world is a very cruel being, and being a worshipper of Christ, I… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“The Devil answer'd: bray a fool in a morter with wheat, yet shall not his folly be beaten out of him; if… — 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
