Thou art a man God is no more Thy own humanity Learn to adore
William BlakeRead
The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.
Interpretation
Persisting in foolish behavior can lead to surprising insights and knowledge over time.
This quote suggests that even those who engage in foolishness can ultimately gain wisdom through their experiences. It implies that the journey of making mistakes and learning from them is a valuable part of the process of gaining knowledge. The idea is that persistence, even in folly, has the potential to transform one's understanding and awareness.
In practice
In a motivational speech about the value of learning from failures.
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.
Fear represents our need to hang on to the riverbank, to control outcomes, results, our lives; it swims upstream. Truth is about releasing that hold, letting go of results, and trusting the direction of Lifeβs current.
You have to be odd to be number one.
To overcome the intelligent by folly is contrary to the natural order of things; to overcome the foolish by intelligence is in accord with the natural order. To overcome the intelligent by intelligence, however, is a matter of opportunity.
Be sure your wisest words are those you do not say.
Perspective is worth 80 IQ points.
Those dreams I have at night are going to drive me crazy. Last night I dreamed that little red-haired girl and I were eating lunch together... But she's gone... She's moved away, and I don't know where she lives, and she doesn't know I even exist, and I'll never see her again... And... I wish men cried.
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