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He who loves his enemies betrays his friends this surely is not what Jesus meant.
William Blake
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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He who wants, but doesn't act, is a pest.
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Let the men do their duty & the women will be such wonders the female life lives from the light of the male: see a man's female dependants, you know the man.
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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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Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!
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