To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.
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I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.
— William Blake
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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
— William Blake
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No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
— William Blake