William Blake Quotes

If you would help another man, you must do so in minute particulars.

The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest.

Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.

When the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire somewhat like a guinea? O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty.

Colouring does not depend on where the colours are put, but on where the lights and darks are put, and all depends on form and outline, on where that is put.

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.

Father, O father! what do we here In this land of unbelief and fear?

To my eye Rubens' colouring is most contemptible. His shadows are a filthy brown somewhat the colour of excrement.

To Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness.

The Fool shall not enter into Heaven let him be ever so Holy.

God keep me from the divinity of Yes and Nothe Yea Nay Creeping Jesus, from supposing Up and Down to be the same thing as allexperimentalists must suppose.

Mere enthusiasm is the all in all.

The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.

For everything exists and not one sigh nor smile nor tear, one hair nor particle of dust, not one can pass away.

Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore

O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.

The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it.

A skylark wounded in the wing, / A cherubim does cease to sing.

He who replies to words of doubt doth put the light of knowledge out.

I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!

Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!

Let every Christian, as much as in him lies, engage himself openly and publicly, before all the World, in some mental pursuit for the Building up of Jerusalem.

Embraces are comminglings from the head even to the feet, And not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.

All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.

The Stolen and Perverted Writings of Homer & Ovid, of Plato & Cicero, which all men ought to contemn, are set up by artifice against the Sublime of the Bible

The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy.

The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.

For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.

I heard an Angel singing; When the day was springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is the world's release.

Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.

The Old and New Testaments are the Great Code of Art.

The world of imagination is the world of eternity.

Error is created; truth is eternal.

He who has suffered you to impose on him knows you.

Listen to the fool's reproach! It is a kingly title!

Energy is the only life, and is from the body; and reason is the bound or outward circumference of energy. Energy is eternal delight.

Jesus & his apostles & disciples were all artists

There is a place where Contrarieties are equally True.

It is an easy thing to talk of patience to the afflicted.

And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.

There can be no Good Will. Will is always Evil; it is persecution to others or selfishness.

O why was I born with a different face? Why was I not born like the rest of my race?

None but blockheads copy each other.

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

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?

Silent as despairing love, and strong as jealousy.

Prepare your hearts for Death's cold hand! prepare Your souls for flight, your bodies for the earth; Prepare your arms for glorious victory; Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God! Prepare, prepare!

A tyrant is the worst disease, and the cause of all others.

But most thro' midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlots curse Blasts the new-born Infants tear And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse

Death is terrible, tho' borne on angels' wings!