Quotes of William Blake

Innate ideas are in every man, born with him; they are truly himself. The man who says that we have no innate ideas must be a fool and knave, having no conscience or innate science.

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, and some scarce see Nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, Nature is Imagination itself.

I sought my soul, But my soul I could not see. I sought my God, But my God eluded me. I sought my brother, And I found all three.

He who shall hurt the little wren Shall never be beloved by men.

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

(from poem: The Tyger)


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Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was pleased to discover the author of quote "I sought my soul...", so many reference it as author unknown. Thank you:)

June 3, 2014 at 4:31 PM  

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