Love Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair. William Blake 27
Music Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or... William Blake 35
Business I must create a system or be enslaved by another mans; I will not reason and compare: my business is to create. William Blake 32
Natur The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and... William Blake 23
