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Quote by William Blake
Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps. - William Blake

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps. – William Blake

Other quotes by William Blake

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is: infinite.
For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro narrow chinks of his cavern. – William Blake

Category:
Perception
Author
William Blake
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Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hells despair. – William Blake

Category:
Love
Author
William Blake
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Other Quotes from
Sympathy
category

Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied. – Jane Austen

Category:
Sympathy

I am the son of a small and far-away nation and the other laureates have all come from different countries from all over the world and we all were equally received here with signs of sympathy. – Albert Szent-Gyorgyi

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Sympathy

Pity cost nothing and aint worth nothing. – Josh Billings

Category:
Sympathy

Because I select my players from a feeling that comes to me when I am with them, a certain sympathy you might call it, or a vibration that exists between us that convinces me they are right. – Erich von Stroheim

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Sympathy

Random Quotes

A vow is fixed and unalterable determination to do a thing, when such a determination is related to something noble which can only uplift the man who makes the resolve. – Mahatma Gandhi

Category:
Promises

In great matters men show themselves as they wish to be seen; in small matters, as they are. – Gamaliel Bradford

Category:
Integrity

Worry not about the possible troubles of the future; for if they come, you are but anticipating and adding to their weight; and if they do not come, your worry is useless; and in either case it is weak and in vain, and a distrust of Gods providence. – Hugh Blair

Category:
Worry

I live in company with a body, a silent companion, exacting and eternal. He it is who notes that individuality which is the seal of the weakness of our race. My soul has wings, but the brutal jailer is strict. – Eugene Delacroix

Category:
Mankind, Man