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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

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

Forever Forgiveness Myself
Do what you will, this life’s a fiction, And it is made up of contradiction.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Fiction Life Yourself
Exuberance is beauty.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Beautiful One Liner
Fiery the Angels rose, & as they rose deep thunder roll’d Around their shores, indignant burning with the fires of Orc.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Angel Angry Fantasy Fire Rise
Never seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently invisibly.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Love Seek Silence
Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement, are roads of Genius.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Genius Improvement Road
A truth that’s told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Bad Invention Lie Truth Yourself
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
The most sublime act is to set another before you.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Act Yourself
We are here to learn to endure the beams of love.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Endurance Learning Love
The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Forgiveness Glory Religion
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 BLAKE

Enough Philosophy Road Wisdom
Everything possible to be believed is an image of truth.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Believe Possible Truth
As a man is, so he sees. As the eye is formed, such are its powers.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Eyes Himself Man Power See
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they’d immediately go out.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Doubt Moon Sun
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.
WILLIAM BLAKE

Myself Talk Truth

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