Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps. – William Blake
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. – William Blake

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps. – William Blake
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. – William Blake
The foundation of empire is art and science. Remove them or degrade them, and the empire is no more. Empire follows art and not vice versa as Englishmen suppose. – William Blake
Then my verse I dishonor, my pictures despise, my person degrade and my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; and my talents I bury, and dead is my fame. – William Blake