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The tygers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
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When thou seest an Eagle, thou seest a portion of Genius; lift up thy head!
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William Blake |
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Exuberance is Beauty.
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William Blake |
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Improvement makes straight roads; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius.
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William Blake |
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Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believed.
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William Blake |
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Enough! or too much.
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William Blake |
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Why art thou silent and invisible,Father of Jealousy?
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William Blake |
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In the morning glad I seeMy foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.
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William Blake |
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Art can never exist without Naked Beauty displayed.
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William Blake |
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Jesus & his apostles & disciples were all artists
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William Blake |
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A dog starved at his master's gatePredicts the ruin of the state.
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William Blake |
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He who shall hurt the little wrenShall never be beloved by men.
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William Blake |
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A truth that's told with bad intentBeats all the lies you can invent.
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William Blake |
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Every tear from every eyeBecomes a babe in eternity.
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William Blake |
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He who shall teach the child to doubtThe rotting grave shall ne'er get out.
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William Blake |
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The strongest poison ever knownCame from Caesar's laurel crown.
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William Blake |
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The harlot's cry from street to streetShall weave old England's winding sheet.
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William Blake |
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And throughout all eternityI forgive you, you forgive me.
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William Blake |
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Terror in the house does roar,But Pity stands before the door.
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William Blake |
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Great things are done when men and mountains meet;This is not done by jostling in the street.
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William Blake |
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If you have formed a circle to go into,Go into it yourself and see how you would do.
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William Blake |
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Half Friendship is the bitterest Enmity...
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William Blake |
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Every Thing has its Vermin O Spectre of the Sleeping Dead!
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William Blake |
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They have divided themselves by Wrath. they must be united by
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Pity must join together those whom wrath has torn in sunder
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William Blake |
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It is easier to forgive an Enemy than to forgive a Friend.
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William Blake |
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Every Harlot was a Virgin once
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This world of imagination is the world of eternity.
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William Blake |
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The Goddess Fortune is the devils servant ready to Kiss any ones Arse.
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William Blake |
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I die, I die!" the Mother said,"My children die for lack of Bread."
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William Blake |
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My Brother starv'd between two Walls,His Children's Cry my Soul appalls;
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William Blake |
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The iron hand crush'd the Tyrant's headAnd became a Tyrant in his stead.
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