For every thing that lives is Holy.

— William Blake

For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the wanton thought is death Then am IA happy fly If I liver if I die

— William Blake

For Mercy has a human heart;Pity, a human face;And Love, the human form divine:And Peace the human dress. Songs of Innocence Cruelty has a human heartland jealousy a human face, Terror the human form divine, And secrecy the human dress. The human dress is forged iron, The human form a fiery forge, The human face a furnace seal'd, The human heart its hungry gorge. Songs of Experience - This poem was discovered posthumously.

— William Blake

Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.

— William Blake

General good is the plea of the scoundrel hypocrite flatterer.

— William Blake

Great things are done when men and mountains meet.

— William Blake

He who desires but acts not breeds pestilence.

— William Blake

He who mocks the infant's faith Shall be mock'd in age and death. He who shall teach the child to doubt The rotting grave shall ne'er get out. He who respects the infant's faith Triumphs over hell and death. The child's toys and the old man's reasons Are the fruits of the two seasons.- "Auguries of Innocence

— William Blake

He who replies to words of doubt doth put the light of knowledge out.

— William Blake

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

— William Blake