Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
Abstinence sows sand all over The ruddy limbs and flaming hair, But desire gratified Plants fruits of life and beauty there.
Interpretation
Desire fulfilled leads to beauty and vitality, while abstinence leads to a barren existence.
William Blake suggests that while abstaining from desire may lead to a dry and lifeless state, embracing and fulfilling desires can lead to the flourishing of beauty and richness in life. It illustrates the duality of desire, portraying how it can be both a driving force for vitality and a source of aesthetic beauty when gratified.
In practice
During a motivational speech about the importance of following one's passions and desires.
Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer, Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night.
As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.
He who would do good to another must do it in minute particulars.
I'm playing baseball because I love it, not because I need the money or attention. That is why I've been so dedicated. I've accomplished a lot of things no one ever thought I could, and I've done it from hard work.
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings_x000D_ _x000D_ That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
You were made to be kissed, often and well.
It is time to put up a love-swing!_x000D_ Tie the body and then tie the mind so that they _x000D_ swing between the arms of the Secret One you love,_x000D_ Bring the water that falls from the clouds to your eyes,_x000D_ and cover yourself inside entirely with the shadow of night._x000D_ Bring your face up close to his ear,_x000D_ and then talk only about what you want deeply to happen.
I believe that at the center of the universe there dwells a loving spirit who longs for all thatβs best in all of creation, a spirit who knows the great potential of each planet as well as each person, and little by little will love us into being more than we ever dreamed possible. That loving spirit would rather die than give up on any one of us.
Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and colour are always, wild!
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