I must create a system or be enslaved by another mans; I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.
William BlakeThis 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 BlakeLet the men do their duty & the women will be such wonders; the female life lives from the light of the male: see a man's female dependants, you know the man.
William BlakeCan I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow's share? Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow filled? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be!
William Blake