Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, & they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals… — William Blake Copy Share Image
For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Happiness is to see the world in a grain of sand, and Heaven in a wild flower, to hold infinity in the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The essentials to happiness are something to love, something to do, and something to hope for. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Such, such were the joys When we all, girls and boys, In our youth time were seen On the Echoing Green. — William Blake Copy Share Image
I have mental joys and mental health, Mental friends and mental wealth, I've a wife that I love and that loves me;… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Angels are happier than men and devils, because they are not always prying after good and evil in one another, and eating… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is… — 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 Image
Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh. — William Blake Copy Share Image
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 Image
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. — William Blake Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
Cruelty has a human heart, and jealousy a human face. Terror, the human form divine, And secrecy, the human dress. — William Blake Copy Share Image
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 Image
