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.

— William Blake

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.

— William Blake

How can a bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing?

— William Blake

How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing, And forget his youthful spring?

— William Blake

I am in you and your in me, mutual in divine love.

— William Blake

If a thing loves, it is infinite.

— William Blake

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

— William Blake

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is - infinite.

— William Blake

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is: Infinite.

— William Blake

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things tho' narrow chinks of his cavern.

— William Blake