William Blake
William Blake
William Blakewas an English poet, painter, and printmaker. Largely unrecognised during his lifetime, Blake is now considered a seminal figure in the history of the poetry and visual arts of the Romantic Age. His prophetic works have been said to form "what is in proportion to its merits the least read body of poetry in the English language". His visual artistry led one contemporary art critic to proclaim him "far and away the greatest artist Britain has ever produced". In...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPhilosopher
Date of Birth28 November 1757
Joy and woe are woven fine, A clothing for the soul divine. Under every grief and pine Runs a joy with silken twine.
He who wants, but doesn't act, is a pest.
To cast aside from Poetry, all that is not Inspiration
I thought Love lived in the hot sunshine, But O, he lives in the moony light! I thought to find Love in the heat of day, But sweet Love is the comforter of night.
You become what you behold.
Those who restrain their desires, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.
A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.
Mercy is the golden chain by which society is bound together.
In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.
The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.
When a man has married a wife, he finds out whether / Her knees and elbows are only glued together.
When I tell any truth it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those who do.