What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care. – William Blake
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. – William Blake

What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care. – William Blake
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. – William Blake
Where mercy, love, and pity dwell, there God is dwelling too. – 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