"All pictures that's painted with sense and with thought / Are painted by madmen as sure as a groat; / For the greater the fool in the pencil more blest, / And when they are drunk they always paint best."
William Blake
Poet, Painter
William Blake was an English poet and artist known for his visionary works, including 'Songs of Innocence and of Experience,' which explore profound themes of imagination and humanity.
- Born
- November 28, 1757
- Died
- August 12, 1827
- Quotes
- 466
- Rank
- #61
Quote collection
William Blake quotes (page 16 of 24)
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"The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive."
"The Fool shall not enter into Heaven let him be ever so Holy."
"A skylark wounded in the wing, / A cherubim does cease to sing."
"He who replies to words of doubt doth put the light of knowledge out."
"The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it."
"O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car."
"Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore"
"For everything exists and not one sigh nor smile nor tear, one hair nor particle of dust, not one can pass away."
"All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage."
"Embraces are comminglings from the head even to the feet, And not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place."
"Let every Christian, as much as in him lies, engage himself openly and publicly, before all the World, in some mental pursuit for the Building up of Jerusalem."
"Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!"
"I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!"
"The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy."
"The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees."
"The Stolen and Perverted Writings of Homer & Ovid, of Plato & Cicero, which all men ought to contemn, are set up by artifice against the Sublime of the Bible"
"For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress."
"I heard an Angel singing; When the day was springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is the world's release."
"The world of imagination is the world of eternity."