He who binds to himself a joy doth the winged life destroy. But he who kisses the joy as it flies lives in Eternitys sunrise. – William Blake
Embraces are cominglings from the head even to the feet, and not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place. – William Blake
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself. – William Blake
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour. – William Blake