To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour. – William Blake

Nature in darkness groans and men are bound to sullen contemplation in the night: restless they turn on beds of sorrow; in their inmost brain feeling the crushing wheels, they rise, they write the bitter words of stern philosophy and knead the bread of knowledge with tears and groans. – William Blake
What seems to be, is, to those to whom it seems to be, and is productive of the most dreadful consequences to those to whom it seems to be, even of torments, despair, eternal death. – William Blake
Novelists are not equipped to make a movie, in my opinion. They make their own movie when they write: theyre casting, theyre dressing the scene, theyre working out where the energy of the scene is coming from and theyre also relying tremendously on the creative imagination of the reader. – John le Carre
