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Proverbs of hell- William Blake

In times of sowing he learns, in times of harvest he teaches

and in the winter he enjoys.

Drive your chariot and your plow on the bones of the dead.

The path of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.

Prudence is an ugly and rich spinster wooed by the inability .

The worm forgives the plow that cuts it.

The fool does not see the same tree as the wise man.

The one whose face never bears light will be a star.

Eternity is in love with the creations of time.

The busy bee has no time left for grief. madness is measured by the clock,

but no clock can measure the hours of wisdom.

There is no bird that flies too high.

There is no bird that flies too high. if it does with its own wings.

A dead body does not come insults.

The most sublime act is to put another in front of you. the fool persists in his foolishness would come to the wise.

Foolishness is the attire of bellaquería, shame is

the attire of pride.

Prisons they are built with stones of law; the brothels

with bricks of religion.

The haughtiness of the peacock is the glory of God

The lust of the goat is the liberality of God <

The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God

The nakedness of the woman is the work of God.

Excess of grief laughs; the excess of the weeping.

The roar of the lions, the howling of the wolves, the furious waves of the sea and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great

The fox condemns the trap, not himself.

The jubilation pervades; the pains engender.

The bird a nest, the spider a cloth, the man the friendship.

The selfish and smiling fool and the fool who frowns sullenly are to be considered wise, and could be measured with the same rod.

What is proven today, at the time it was just something imagined.

The rat, the mouse, the fox and the rabbit watch over the roots; the lion, the tiger, the horse

and the elephant watch over the fruits.

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The cistern contains; the spring is overflowing.

A thought fills the immensity.

If you are always ready to express your opinion, the vile will avoid you.

Everything that is believable , is an image of the truth.

The eagle never wasted his time as much as when he set out to learn from the crow.

The fox provides himself; but God provides the lion.

Think about the morning, act at noon, eat at nightfall and sleep at night.

Whoever has endured your impositions, knows you.

the plow follows the words, God rewards the prayers.

The tigers of wrath are more reasonable than the horses of instruction.

Standing water awaits poison. >

You will never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

Listen to the fools' reproaches! Create a real title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils of the air, the mouth of water the beards of the earth.

The weak in courage is strong in cunning.

The apple tree never asks the beech how it should grow, just as the lion does not question the horse on how to catch the prey.

Whoever receives gratefully gives copious crops.

If others have not been fools, we would be fools.

The soul overflowing with sweet delight will never be profaned.

When you see an eagle, you see a portion of Genius: Raise your head!

Just as the caterpillar chooses the best leaves to deposit their eggs in,

Creating a flower is a work of centuries.

Condemnation stimulates, blessing relaxes.

The best wine is the oldest; the best water, the newest.

Prayers do not wash! Praise does not reap!

The joys do not laugh. Sorrows do not cry.

The Sublime Head; the heart, the pathetic; the genitals, the Beauty; As the air to the bird or the water to the fish, so is the contempt for the despicable.

The crow wants everything to be black; the owl, that everything was white.

Exuberance is beauty.

If the lion received advice from the fox, he would be astute.

Perfection traces straight paths; but the crooked and unfinished are the ways of the Genius.

Better to kill a child in his crib than to nurture desires that are not put into practice.

Where is not man , nature is barren.

Truth can never be said so that it is understood without being believed.

Enough! or too much.

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  • Adam Floyd