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William Blake Quotes - Page 12

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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thru chinks of his cavern.

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thru chinks of his cavern.

Beautiful, Eye, Men

"A Memorable Fancy". "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell". Book by William Blake, www.bartleby.com. 1793.

Innate ideas are in every man, born with him; they are truly himself. The man who says that we have no innate ideas must be a fool and knave, having no conscience or innate science.

Men, Ideas, Knaves

William Blake (1926). “Preface. General introduction index of symbols. Appendices: The book of Thel. Tiriel. Notes to Reynolds's Discourses. Descriptive catalogue of pictures. 1809. Prose from the Rossetti ms. Table of substituted capitals. Index to foot-notes, &c”, Oxford University Press

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.

Women, Light, Males

"Complete Writings: With Variant Readings".

Every tear from every eyeBecomes a babe in eternity.

Tears, Eternity, Babe

William Blake, David V. Erdman, Harold Bloom (1982). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.495, Univ of California Press

My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white; White as an angel is the English child, But I am black as if bereaved of light.

Mother, Children, Angel

'Songs of Innocence' (1789) 'The Little Black Boy'

O white-robed Angel, guide my timorous hand to write as on a lofty rock with iron pen the words of truth, that all who pass may read.

Angel, Writing, Hands

William Blake (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of William Blake (Illustrated)”, p.73, Delphi Classics

Ages are All Equal. / But Genius is Always Above The Age.

Age, Genius, Equal

William Blake (2008). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.649, Univ of California Press

The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.

Art, Business, Men

William Blake (1966). “Complete Writings: With Variant Readings”, p.777, Oxford University Press, USA

Demonstration, similitude & harmony are objects of reasoning. Invention, identity & melody are objects of intuition.

Intuition, Identity, Harmony

William Blake, David V. Erdman, Harold Bloom (1982). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.659, Univ of California Press

When Sir Joshua Reynolds died All Nature was degraded; The King dropped a tear in the Queen's ear, And all his pictures faded.

Kings, Queens, Artist

Annotations to The Works of Sir Joshua Reynolds p. cix 'When Sir Joshua Reynolds died' (c.1808)

To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.

Beautiful, Money, Eye

William Blake (2008). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.702, Univ of California Press

Everything is beautiful in its own way. Exuberance is beauty.

Beautiful, Way, Exuberance

Energy is eternal delight.

Philosophy, Medicine, Joy

'The Marriage of Heaven and Hell' (1790-3) 'The voice of the Devil'

But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine.

Sunshine, Done, Masters

William Blake (2008). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.43, Univ of California Press

Nature has no outline. Imagination has.

Imagination, Outlines

If Christianity was morality, Socrates would be the Saviour.

Would Be, Morality, Christianity

Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish.

Race, Painting, Proportion

William Blake (2005). “Collected Poems”, p.201, Routledge

The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.

Pride, Glory, Glory Of God

The Marriage of Heaven and Hell "Proverbs of Hell" (1790 - 1793)

How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing, And forget his youthful spring?

Children, Spring, Wings

William Blake, Andrew Lincoln (1991). “Songs of Innocence and of Experience”, p.202, Princeton University Press

The lamb misused breeds public strife And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

Knives, Forgiving, Lambs

William Blake, David Fuller (2000). “William Blake: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.286, Pearson Education

That the Jews assumed a right exclusively to the benefits of God will be a lasting witness against them and the same will it be against Christians.

God, Christian, Benefits

William Blake (2008). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.615, Univ of California Press

Man was made for joy and woe, and when this we rightly know through the world we safely go. Joy and woe are woven fine, a clothing for the soul to bind.

Men, Joy, Soul

"Auguries of Innocence". Poem by William Blake, 1803.

None but blockheads copy each other.

Art, Philosophy, History

Come live, and be merry, and join with me, To sing the sweet chorus of 'Ha ha he!

Sweet, Singing, Chorus

William Blake (2005). “Collected Poems”, p.53, Routledge

Thinking as I do that the Creator of this world is a very cruel being, and being a worshipper of Christ, I cannot help saying: ''the Son, O how unlike the Father!'' First God Almighty comes with a thump on the head. Then Jesus Christ comes with a balm to heal it.

Jesus, Father, Son

William Blake, Robert N. Essick, Joseph Viscomi (1998). “Milton a Poem, and the Final Illuminated Works: The Ghost of Abel, On Homers Poetry, [and] On Virgil, Laocoön”, p.221, Princeton University Press

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