What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
WILLIAM BLAKENever seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently invisibly.
More William Blake Quotes
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In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.
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For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing.
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My mother groaned, my father wept,i nto the dangerous world I leapt.
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When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend
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The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.
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When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do.
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To Generalize is to be an Idiot; To Particularize is the Alone Distinction of Merit.
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Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement, are roads of Genius.
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We are here to learn to endure the beams of love.
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Sooner strangle an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires.
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What is now proved was once only imagined.
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Energy is eternal delight.
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The most sublime act is to set another before you.
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The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.
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He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
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Fiery the Angels rose, & as they rose deep thunder roll’d Around their shores, indignant burning with the fires of Orc.
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I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
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And is he honest who resists his genius or conscience only for the sake of present ease or gratification
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I will not reason and compare my business is to create.
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The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn of the crow
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The moon, like a flower in heaven’s high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.
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Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
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The lamb misused breeds public strife And yet forgives the butcher’s knife.
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A truth that’s told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.
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The eye altering, alters all.
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Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell’s despair.
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