"Ah, sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire And the pale virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my sunflower wishes to go."
"A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there's more conversation."
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Source: Attributed to William Blake, Creativity on Demand: How to Ignite and Sustain the Fire of Genius, Book by Michael J. Gelb, 2014.
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