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Nature has no outline. Imagination has.
William Blake
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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More quotes by William Blake
If you, who are organised by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you should want natural bread, sorrow and desperation pursue you through life, and after death shame and confusion of face to eternity.
William Blake
Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
William Blake
Those who enter the gates of heaven are not beings who have no passions or who have curbed the passions, but those who have cultivated an understanding of them.
William Blake
You cannot have Liberty in this world without what you call Moral Virtue, and you cannot have Moral Virtue without the slavery of that half of the human race who hate what you call Moral Virtue.
William Blake
If Christianity was morality, Socrates would be the Saviour.
William Blake
One law for the lion and ox is oppression.
William Blake
I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.
William Blake
Everything to be imagined is an image of truth.
William Blake
A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there's more conversation.
William Blake
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy.
William Blake
Does the Eagle know what is in the pit Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod, Or Love in a golden bowl?
William Blake
Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.
William Blake
The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever.
William Blake
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof there thou may'st rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe And all the daughters of the year shall dance! Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.
William Blake
The eye altering, alters all.
William Blake
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand.
William Blake
[L]et light Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day. O radiant morning.
William Blake
Without contraries there is no progression.
William Blake
My Brother starv'd between two Walls,His Children's Cry my Soul appalls
William Blake
Death is terrible, tho' borne on angels' wings!
William Blake