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Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.
----Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
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Death is no different whined at than withstood.
---Philip Larkin
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A simple child. That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb. What should it know of death?
---William Wordsworth
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We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
—Anaïs Nin
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O Rose, thou art sick.
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy,
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
---William Blake
Knowledge is Life with wings.
---William Blake
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I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of something far more deeply interfused, whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, and the round ocean, and the living air, and the blue sky, and in the mind of man...
---William Wordsworth
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The most sublime act is to set another before you.
---William Blake
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What is the price of Experience? Do men buy it for a song?
Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the price
Of all that a man hath, his house, his wife, his children
Wisdom is sold in the desolate market where none come to buy
And in the wither'd field where the farmer ploughs for bread in vain
It is an easy thing to triumph in the summer's sun
And in the vintage and to sing on the waggon loaded with corn
It is an easy thing to talk of patience to the afflicted
To speak the laws of prudence to the homeless wanderer
To listen to the hungry raven's cry in wintry season
When the red blood is fill'd with wine and with the marrow of lambs.
----William Blake
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The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.—Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
----William Wordsworth
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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
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life is first boredom, then fear.
whether or not we use it, it goes,
and leaves what something hidden from us chose,
and age, and then the only end of age.
---Philip Larkin
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The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
----William Blake
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He who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.
---William Blake
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Poetry is nobody’s business except the poet’s, and everybody else can fuck off.
----Philip Larkin
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Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare.
---William Blake
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I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
-----William Blake
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Truth I pursued,as Fancy sketch'd the way,
And wiser men than I went worse astray.
----Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
---William Blake
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In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.
---William Blake
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A Robin Redbreast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
A dove house fill’d with doves and pigeons
Shudders Hell thro’ all its regions.
A Dog starv’d at his Master’s Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State.
A Horse misus’d upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fiber from the Brain does tear.
----William Blake
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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
----Maya Angelou
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Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
---William Blake
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My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
----William Wordsworth
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The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.
----William Blake
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils
----by William Wordsworth
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Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
---Pablo Neruda
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One of the quainter quirks of life is that we shall never know who dies on the same day as we do ourselves.
----Philip Larkin
Those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.
---William Blake
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Death is the veil which those who live call life;
They sleep, and it is lifted.
----Percy Bysshe Shelley: Prometheus Unbound
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He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
---William Blake
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To err is human; to forgive, divine.
---- Alexander Pope
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Without Contraries is no Progression.
---William Blake
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A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.
---William Blake
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Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise;
Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby,
Rock them, rock them, lullaby …
Thomas Dekker
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Stranger! henceforth be warned; and know that pride,
Howe'er disguised in its own majesty,
Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt
For any living thing, hath faculties
Which he has never used; that thought with him
Is in its infancy...
----William Wordsworth, Lyrical Ballads
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Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop
Than when we soar.
---William Wordsworth
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Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know,
Are a substantial world, both pure and good.
----William Wordsworth
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The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n.
---John Milton
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Everything to be imagined is an image of truth.
---William Blake
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Man was made for joy and woe
Then when this we rightly know
Through the world we safely go.
Joy and woe are woven fine
A clothing for the soul to bind.
----William Blake
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As it has been said:
Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small cough.
Even a small love.
----Anne Sexton
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To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.
----Pablo Neruda
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He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.
---William Blake
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Never seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently.. invisibly.
----William Blake
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Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.
----J.R.R. Tolkien
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Children of the future age
Reading this indignant page
Know that in a former time
Love, sweet love, was thought a crime
---William Blake
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I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.
---William Blake
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Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
-----Robert Browning, Men and Women
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A perfect Woman; nobly plann'd, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel light.
----William Wordsworth
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The imagination is not a state: it is the human existence itself.
---William Blake
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Make your own rules or be a slave to another man's.
----William Blake
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I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees...........
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
------Ulysses
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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And we are put on this earth a little space that we might learn to bear the beams of love.
---William Blake
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Fiery the Angels rose, & as they rose deep thunder roll’d Around their shores, indignant burning with the fires of Orc.
----William Blake
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The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom...You never know what is enough until you know what is more than enough.
---William Blake
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The crow wished everything was black, the Owl, that everything was white.
---William Blake
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