Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps of skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare sieze the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews […]
William Blake Quotes
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water’d it in fears, Night and morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both […]
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
Acts themselves alone are history… Tell me the acts, O historian, and leave me to reason upon them as I please; away with your reasoning and your rubbish! All that is not action is not worth reading.
He who desires but acts not breeds pestilence.
