William Blake Quotes

When nations grow old, the arts grow cold and commerce settles on every tree.

- William Blake

Tags

Nations | Grow | Arts | Cold | Commerce |

comments powered by Disqus

Random

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

Sweet babe, in thy face Soft desires I can trace, Secret joys and secret smiles, Little pretty infant wiles. - William Blake

I love laughing. - William Blake