William Blake
  • Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.

  • The man who never in his mind and thoughts travel'd to heaven is no artist.

  • A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.

  • 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.

  • The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.