Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death. – William Blake
Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity. – William Blake
Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death. – William Blake
Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity. – 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
It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness from one another, but from God alone. – William Blake