Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death.

— William Blake

As a man is so he sees.

— William Blake

A truth that's told with bad intent - beats all the lies you can invent.

— William Blake

A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.

— William Blake

A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the lies you can invent.

— William Blake

Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare.

— William Blake

But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away;Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the Darin sighing and dismay.

— William Blake

But when he has done this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he only holds a candle in sunshine.

— William Blake

Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?

— William Blake

Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

— William Blake