There is a smile of love, And there is a smile of deceit, And there is a smile of smiles In which… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The child's toys and the old man's reasons are the fruits of two seasons. — William Blake Copy Share Image
My Brother starv'd between two Walls,His Children's Cry my Soul appalls — William Blake Copy Share Image
I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name.… — 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
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
