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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.

William Blake

A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there’s more conversation.
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Goodness Religion Talk
He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity’s sunrise.
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Forever Himself Joy Kiss Sunrise
I will not reason and compare my business is to create.
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Business Creation Myself Reason
Those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.
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Desire Enough Weakness
The crow wished everything was black, the Owl, that everything was white.
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Animal Black Thinking
And is he honest who resists his genius or conscience only for the sake of present ease or gratification
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Genius Gratitude Honesty Present
When nations grow old the Arts grow cold And commerce settles on every tree
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Growth Nation Old Tree
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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Care Heaven Hell Love
Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night.
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Born End Grief Happiness Night
Never seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently invisibly.
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Love Seek Silence
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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Care Man Myself Necessary Weakness Worth
To generalize is to be an idiot.
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Stupidity
You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.
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Deep Enough Yourself
Expect poison from the standing water.
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Expectation Poison
If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they’d immediately go out.
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Doubt Moon Sun
Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by incapacity.
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Capacity Rich Ugly

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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