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
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
Since all the riches of this world May be gifts from the Devil and earthly kings, I should suspect that I worshipp'd… — William Blake Copy Share Image
In your own bosom you bear your heaven and earth, And all you behold, though it appears without, It is within, in… — 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 world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“Do what you will, this life's a fiction, And it is made up of contradiction.” — 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
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