This life's dim windows of the soul Distorts the heavens from pole to pole And leads you to believe a lie When you see with, not through, the eye.
William BlakeWhen a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.
William BlakeI give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.
William Blake