I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee! – William Blake
The inquiry in England is not whether a man has talents and genius, but whether he is passive and polite and a virtuous ass and obedient to noblemens opinions in art and science. If he is, he is a good man. If not, he must be starved. – William Blake
The man who never in his mind and thoughts traveld to heaven is no artist. – 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
You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel. – Pau (Pablo) Casals