Quotes from William Blake

To generalize is to be an idiot.

The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.

You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

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.

The glory of Christianity is to conquer by forgiveness.

Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

Truth can never be told so as to be understood and not be believed.

He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.

Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence.

The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom...You never know what is enough until you know what is more than enough.

For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.

He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.

The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.

Why stand we here trembling around, calling on God for help, and not ourselves, in whom God dwells?

God appears, and God is Light, to those poor souls who dwell in Night; but does a Human Form display to those who dwell in realms of Day.

The cistern contains: The fountain overflows.

To be an Error and to be Cast out is a part of God's Design.

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty !

That the Jews assumed a right exclusively to the benefits of God will be a lasting witness against them and the same will it be against Christians.

God keep me from the divinity of Yes and Nothe Yea Nay Creeping Jesus, from supposing Up and Down to be the same thing as allexperimentalists must suppose.

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.

Prepare your hearts for Death's cold hand! prepare Your souls for flight, your bodies for the earth; Prepare your arms for glorious victory; Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God! Prepare, prepare!

The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.