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The moon, like a flower in heaven’s high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.

William Blake

To Generalize is to be an Idiot; To Particularize is the Alone Distinction of Merit.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Alone Stupidity
Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Advice Struggle
For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Forever Forgiveness Myself
The imagination is not a state: it is the human existence itself.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Existence Human Imagination
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

Business Creation Man Myself Reason
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Fools Man See Wisdom
When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend
WILLIAM BLAKE

Deep Enemy Friendship Person Yourself
The crow wished everything was black, the Owl, that everything was white.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Animal Black Thinking
Knowledge is Life with wings
WILLIAM BLAKE

Knowledge Life Wings
The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Destruction Eyes Forever Greatness Man Sea Storm
I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Accomplishment Myself Spirit
A man can’t soar too high, when he flies with his own wings.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Himself Independent Man Wings
The eye altering, alters all.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Change Eyes
I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Angel Enjoyment Fire Hell Myself Sanity Walk
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Care Man Myself Necessary Weakness Worth
A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there’s more conversation.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Goodness Religion Talk

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