Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion. – William Blake
The hours of folly are measured by the clock but of wisdom, no clock can measure. – William Blake

Prisons are built with stones of Law. Brothels with the bricks of religion. – William Blake
The hours of folly are measured by the clock but of wisdom, no clock can measure. – William Blake
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
Cruelty has a Human Heart, And jealousy a Human Face; Terror the Human Form Divine, And secrecy the Human Dress. The Human Dress is forged Iron, The Human Form a Fiery Forge, The Human Face a Furnace seal d, The Human Heart its hungry gorge. – William Blake