William Blake

You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get read more

You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get murdered time after time.

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath die end.
I was angry read more

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath die end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.

A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.

Tools were made and born with hands,
Every farmer understands.

Tools were made and born with hands,
Every farmer understands.

Love is not blind; it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.

Love is not blind; it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.