William Blake Zitate

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„Es ist einfacher, einem Feind als einem Freund zu vergeben.“

„Was jetzt bewiesen ist, war einst nur vorstellbar.“

„Der Weg der Exzesse führt in den Palast der Weisheit.“

„Ein Narr sieht nicht denselben Baum, den ein Weiser sieht.“

„Wenn etwas liebt, ist es unendlich.“

„Der Mensch, der seine Meinung nie ändert, ist wie ein stehendes Gewässer und züchtet Reptilien im Kopf.“

„Würden die Pforten der Wahrnehmung gereinigt, erschiene den Menschen alles, wie es ist: unendlich.“

„Dem Vogel ein Nest, der Spinne ein Netz, dem Menschen – Freundschaft.“

„Die beschäftigte Biene hat keine Zeit für Trauer.“

„Deine Freundschaft hat oft mein Herz beschwert:
Sei mein Feind, damit die Freundschaft währt.“

„Leicht ist es, // Sich freun in den Zeiten der Wohlfahrt.“

„Jesus, seine Apostel und Jünger waren alle Künstler“

„Der zerschnittene Wurm vergibt dem Pflug.“

„Weisheit wird dargeboten am einsamen Markt, wo keiner kauft, // Und gefunden auf dürrem Acker, wo der Landmann vergebens den Pflug zieht.“

„Gefängnisse werden aus den Steinen der Gesetze errichtet, Bordelle aus den Ziegeln der Religion.“

„Wer begehrt und nicht handelt, brütet Pestilenz aus.“

„Die Wahrheit kann niemals so gesagt werden, dass sie verstanden und nicht geglaubt werden kann.“

„Das Auge verändert, verändert alles.“

„Jedes Ding hat sein Ungeziefer, Gespenst der schlafenden Toten!“

„Aktives Böse ist besser als passives Gut.“

„Diejenigen, die das Verlangen zurückhalten, tun dies, weil ihr Verlangen schwach genug ist, um zurückgehalten zu werden. Und der Zurückhalter oder die Vernunft usurpiert seinen Platz und regiert den Unwillen.“

„Denke am Morgen. Handle am Nachmittag. Iss am Abend. Schlaf in der Nacht.“

„Mitleid ist die goldene Kette, durch die die Gesellschaft zusammengehalten wird.“

„Einige sind zur süßen Freude geboren, einige zur endlosen Nacht.“

“The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.
The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.
The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
The nakedness of woman is the work of God.”

“If you trap the moment before it's ripe,
The tears of repentance you'll certainly wipe;
But if once you let the ripe moment go
You can never wipe off the tears of woe.”

“True superstition is ignorant honesty & this is beloved of god and man.”

“For a tear is an intellectual thing,
And a sigh is the sword of an Angel King,
And the bitter groan of the martyr's woe
Is an arrow from the Almighty's bow.”

“I am not a God afar off, I am a brother and friend;
Within your bosoms I reside, and you reside in me:
Lo! we are One; forgiving all Evil; Not seeking recompense!”

“Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Gave thee life and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly bright.”

“He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars;
General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer:
For art and science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.”

“…some say that Happiness is not Good for Mortals & they ought to be answerd that Sorrow is not fit for Immortals & is utterly useless to any one a blight never does good to a tree & if a blight kill not a tree but it still bear fruit let none say that the fruit was in consequence of the blight.”

“Pancrass & Kentish-town repose
Among her golden pillars high:
Among her golden arches which
Shine upon the starry sky.”

“The look of love alarms
Because 'tis filled with fire;
But the look of soft deceit
Shall win the lover's hire.”

“He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.”

“My specter around me night and day
Like a wild beast guards my way,
My emanation far within
Weeps incessantly for my sin.”

“Hear the voice of the Bard,
Who present, past, and future, sees;
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word
That walked among the ancient trees.”

“England! awake! awake! awake!
Jerusalem thy sister calls!
Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of death
And close her from thy ancient walls?”

“The Stolen and Perverted Writings of Homer & Ovid, of Plato & Cicero, which all men ought to contemn, are set up by artifice against the Sublime of the Bible”

“My Brother starv'd between two Walls,
His Children's Cry my Soul appalls;”

“In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant’s cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.”

“Poetry Fetter'd. Fetters the Human Race. Nations are Destroy'd, or Flourish, in proportion as Their Poetry, Painting, and Music are Destroy'd or Flourish!”

“This world of imagination is the world of eternity.”

“For washed in life's river,
My bright mane forever
Shall shine like the gold
As Iguard o'er the fold.”

“What is a Wife & what is a Harlot? What is a Church & What
Is a Theatre? are they Two & not One? can they Exist Separate?
Are not Religion & Politics the Same Thing? Brotherhood is Religion
O Demonstrations of Reason Dividing Families in Cruelty & Pride!”

“They suppose that Woman's Love is Sin; in consequence all the Loves & Graces with them are Sin.”

“Sing louder around
To the bells' cheerful sound,
While our sports shall be seen
On the ecchoing green.”

“Acts themselves alone are history, and these are neither the exclusive property of Hume, Gibbon nor Voltaire, Echard, Rapin, Plutarch, nor Herodotus. Tell me the Acts, O historian, and leave me to reason upon them as I please; away with your reasoning and your rubbish. All that is not action is not worth reading.”

“A dog starved at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.”

“Art can never exist without Naked Beauty displayed.”

“What is it men in women do require?
The lineaments of gratified desire.
What is it women do in men require?
The lineaments of gratified desire.”

“And I made a rural pen,
And I stained the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.”

“For every thing exists & not one sigh nor smile nor tear,
One hair nor particle of dust, not one can pass away.”