William Blake
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Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.
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The man who never in his mind and thoughts travel'd to heaven is no artist.
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A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.
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When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do.
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The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.