When the stars threw down their spears / And watered heaven with their tears / Did he smile his wor

When the stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Author: William Blake

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If a thing loves it is infinite.

No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings

Shame is pride's cloak.

The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.

The only way to escape the corruptible effect of praise is to go on working.

Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow’s dark array, – Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away.

And if a double-decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.

The big secret in life is that there is no big secret. Whatever your goal, you can get there if you're willing to work.