Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or… — 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
Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?" He replied, "All poets believe it does. And in ages… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“ London I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. And mark in every face I meet… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“A Robin Redbreast in a Cage Puts all Heaven in a Rage. A dove house fill’d with doves and pigeons Shudders Hell… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Then my verse I dishonor, my pictures despise, my person degrade and my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Poetry, Painting & Music, the three Powers in man of conversing with Paradise, which the flood did not sweep away. — William Blake Copy Share Image
“I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.” — 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
