Quote by William Blake
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I w

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. – William Blake

Other quotes by William Blake

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

Category:
Duality
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The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever. – William Blake

Category:
Generations
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I see every thing I paint in this world, but everybody does not see alike. To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes. – William Blake

Category:
Perspective
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Resentment
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You gave him an opportunity of showing greatness of character and he did not seize it. He will never forgive you for that. – Friedrich Nietzsche

Category:
Resentment

Ive had a few arguments with people, but I never carry a grudge. You know why? While youre carrying a grudge, theyre out dancing. – Buddy Hackett

Category:
Resentment

Resentment is weak and lowers your self-esteem. – Barbara Sher

Category:
Resentment

Heaviest thing to carry — a grudge – Source Unknown

Category:
Resentment

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A skeptic is a person who would ask God for his ID card. – Edgar A. Shoaff

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Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. – William Wordsworth

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