Three Things to Remember
William Blake
A Robin Redbreast in a cage,
Puts all Heaven in a rage.
A skylark wounded on the wing
Doth make a cherub cease to sing.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be beloved by men.
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"Be curious, not judgmental."
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The religious overtones are thoroughly Blake-like, but there is something that rings true to even a non-believer like me. Love creates love. Hate creates hate.
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