William Morris
William Morris
William Morriswas an English textile designer, poet, novelist, translator, and socialist activist. Associated with the British Arts and Crafts Movement, he was a major contributor to the revival of traditional British textile arts and methods of production. His literary contributions helped to establish the modern fantasy genre, while he played a significant role in propagating the early socialist movement in Britain...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth24 March 1834
thinking design style
Don't think too much of style.
romance design age
I half wish that I had not been born with a sense of romance and beauty in this accursed age.
beautiful art design
If i were asked to say what is at once the most important production of Art and the thing most to be longed for, I should answer, A beautiful House.
design stronger patterns
A pattern is either right or wrong...it is no stronger than its weakest point.
design patterns interior-design
No pattern should be without some sort of meaning.
dream design embodiment
My work is the embodiment of dreams in one form or another.
beautiful design no-excuses
There is no excuse for doing anything which is not strikingly beautiful.
drawing hollow marching men ocean people rolling sound storm valleys wind
What is this the sound and rumor? What is this that all men hear, Like the wind in hollow valleys when the storm is drawing near, Like the rolling of the ocean in the eventide of fear? 'Tis the people marching on
deeds fellowship lack sake
Fellowship is heaven, and lack of fellowship is hell; fellowship is life, and lack of fellowship is death; and the deeds that ye do upon the earth, it is for fellowship's sake that ye do them.
closed pray prayer thy
Pray but one prayer for me 'twixt thy closed lips.
action master notice react
Protect, detect, react and deter. For example, firewalls are only of any real use if you master them and take action when you notice something wrong.
worried
I was pretty worried about him for a while.
against bitter death folly hope tale wasted
Masters, I have to tell a tale of woe, A tale of folly and of wasted life, Hope against hope, the bitter dregs of strife, Ending, where all things end, in death at last.
blend days hope join love seek short sorrow
Join hope to our hope and blend sorrow with sorrow, And seek for men's love in the short days of life.