To create a little flower is the labor of ages. – William Blake
Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish. – William Blake

To create a little flower is the labor of ages. – William Blake
Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish. – William Blake
Energy is an eternal delight, and he who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence. – William Blake
Nothing can be more contemptible than to suppose Public Records to be true. – William Blake