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William Blake Poet, Painter
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“The inquiry in England is not whether a man has talents and genius, but whether he is passive and polite and a virtuous ass and obedient to noblemen's opinions in art and science. If he is, he is a good man. If not, he must be starved.”

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William Blake Poet, Painter
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“The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's ass.”

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William Blake Poet, Painter
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“A dog starv'd at the master's gate Predicts the ruin of the State. A horse misus'd upon the road Calls to heaven for human blood. Each outcry of the hunted hare A fibre from the brain does tear, A skylark wounded on the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing.”

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William Blake Poet, Painter
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“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.”

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William Blake Poet, Painter
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“All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.”

William Butler Yeats Poet, Playwright
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“An aged man is but a paltry thing, a tattered coat upon a stick, unless soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing for every tatter in its mortal dress.”

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William Butler Yeats Poet, Playwright
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“Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother's womb a fanatic heart.”

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William Butler Yeats Poet, Playwright
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“Much did I rage when young, Being by the world oppressed, But now with flattering tongue It speeds the parting guest.”

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William Butler Yeats Poet, Playwright
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“I balanced all, brought all to mind, the years to come seemed waste of breath, a waste of breath the years behind, in balance with this life, this death.”

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William Butler Yeats Poet, Playwright
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“yet it seems Life scarce can cast a fragrance on the wind, Scarce spread a glory to the morning beams, But the torn petals strew the garden plot; And there's but common greenness after that.”

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William Faulkner Novelist, Poet, Playwright
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“any live man is better than any dead man but no live or dead man is very much better than any other live or dead man”

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William Goldman Screenwriter, Novelist
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“The Prince found Buttercup waiting unhappily outside his chamber doors. It's my letter,' she began. 'I cannot make it right.' Come in, come in,' the Prince said gently. 'Maybe we can help you.' She sat down in the same chair as before. 'All right, I'll close my eyes and listen; read to me.' Westley, my passion, my sweet, my only my own. Come back, come back. I shall kill myself otherwise. Yours in torment, Buttercup.' She looked at Humperdinck. 'Well? Do you think I'm throwing myself at him?”

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