English poet and painter28 November 1757 — 12 August 1827
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William Blake's books
Shame is pride`s cloak.
A truth that`s told with bad intentBeats all the lies you can invent.
What is now proved was once only imagined.
Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.
It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
When the doors of perception are cleansedThings will appear as they are, Infinite.
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
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