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
bright bring dead dreams giving hearts lives living nurse trade trembling
Let dead hearts tarry and trade and marry, And trembling nurse their dreams of mirth, While we the living our lives are giving To bring the bright new world to birth.
art exercise giving
I have said as much as that the aim of art was to destroy the curse of labour by making work the pleasurable satisfaction of our impulse towards energy, and giving to that energy hope of producing something worth its exercise.
love two giving
Give me love and work - these two only.
pain fall giving
It gives a fellow an awful shiver to hear the first shovelful of dirt and gravel rattle down upon the coffin; but after it is covered, it falls gently and makes no sound. The feeling of rest is perfect. There's no more nagging, no more pain!
simple squares giving
Let me give you a few simple rules for learning to draw. First, see of what shape the whole thing is. Next, put in the line that marks the movement of the whole. Don't have more than one movement in a figure; you can't patch parts together. Simple lines; then simple values. Establish the fact of the whole. Is it square, oblong, cube, or what is it?
giving-up dark color
Give up the idea of 'color' for awhile! Consider masses - values, only... One dark and one light place in every picture.
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
worried
I was pretty worried about him for a while.
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.
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.
few home knows others
When he understands, as few others do, something of his home that is funny, or sad, or tragic, or cruel, or beautiful, or true, he knows he must do so as a stranger.
die morning passed spirit twilight
He did not die in the night, / He did not die in the day, / But in the morning twilight / His spirit passed away.
vulnerable
We are potentially vulnerable in just about anything we do anywhere.
judge matters
By God! I will not tell you more to-day, Judge any way you will -- what matters it?