The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. You never know what is enough until you know what is more than enough.
WILLIAM BLAKELove 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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The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
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And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires.
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Without Contraries is no Progression.
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Those who control their passions do so because their passions are weak enough to be controlled.
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Always be ready to speak your mind and a base man will avoid you.
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We become what we behold.
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Never seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently invisibly.
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He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
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If a thing loves, it is infinite.
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The eye altering, alters all.
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What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
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I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity.
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Energy is eternal delight.
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Make your own rules or be a slave to another man’s.
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A truth that’s told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.
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I will not reason and compare my business is to create.
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If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is – infinite.
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Do what you will, this life’s a fiction, And it is made up of contradiction.
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A man can’t soar too high, when he flies with his own wings.
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Dip him in the river who loves water.
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Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night.
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To Generalize is to be an Idiot; To Particularize is the Alone Distinction of Merit.
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The crow wished everything was black, the Owl, that everything was white.
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Truth can never be told so as to be understood and not be believed.
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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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Mercy is the golden chain by which society is bound together.
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