Author: William Blake

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• Romesh Gunesekera (1)
  • IN: Heaven's Edge (2002) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly...
    FROM: Auguries of Innocence, (1863), NULL, UK
• Indra Das (1)
  • IN: The Devourers (2015) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1793), NULL, UK
• Katherine Catmull (2)
  • IN: The Radiant Road (2016) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1793), Poem, UK
• Paige Harbison (1)
  • IN: Anything to Have You (2014) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• S.J. Kincaid (1)
  • IN: The Diabolic (2016) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Did he who made the lamb make thee?
    FROM: The Tiger, (1794), Poem, UK
• Andrew & Weil, Jonathan Prentice (1)
  • IN: Devil's Blood (2016) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: As a new heaven is begun... the Eternal Hell revives.
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1793), Poem, UK
• Elizabeth Knox (1)
  • IN: Mortal Fire (2013) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: So when she speaks, the voice of Heaven I hear So when we walk, nothing impure comes near; Each field seems Eden, and each calm retreat; Each village seems the haunt of holy feet. But that sweet village where my black-ey'd maid, Closes her eyes in sleep beneath night's shade: Whene'er I enter, more than mortal fire Burns in my soul, and does my song inspire.
    FROM: Song, (1783), Poem, UK
• Alex Abraham (1)
  • IN: Awestruck on Orchard Road (2003) Fiction, Anthology, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: He who binds to himself a joy Doth the winged life destroy. But he who kisses the joy as it fly's Lives in eternity's sunrise.
    FROM: Eternity, (None), Poem, UK
• Rebecca Goldstein (1)
  • IN: Properties of Light (2000) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Then tell me, what is the material world, and is it dead?
    FROM: "Europe: A Prophecy", (1794), Poem, UK
• Ysabeau S. Wilce (1)
  • IN: Flora's Fury (2012) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The tygers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
    FROM: Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1793), Poem, UK
• Amelia Alwater-Rhodes (1)
  • IN: Poison Tree (2012) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I waterd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night. Till it bore an apple bright. And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine. And into my garden stole, When the night had veild the pole; In the morning glad I see; My foe outstretched beneath the tree
    FROM: A Poison Tree, (1794), Poem, UK
• David Barnett (1)
  • IN: Gideon Smith and the Brass Dragon (2014) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In every cry of every Man, In every Infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.
    FROM: London, (1794), Poem, UK
• Kevin C. Pyle (1)
  • IN: Take What You Can Carry (2012) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love All pray in their distress; And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness.
    FROM: The Divine Image, (1789), Poem, UK
• Georges Bataille (1)
  • IN: L'abbe C (1950) Fiction, French
    EPIGRAPH: Then my pen I dishonour, my pictures despise, My person degrade and my temper chastise; And the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; And my talents I bury, and dead is my Fame.
    FROM: Poems from Letters [To Thomas Butts]: O! why was I born with a different face?, (1803), Poem, UK
• Aldous Huxley (1)
  • IN: The Doors of Perception (1954) Fiction, Philosophy, British
    EPIGRAPH: If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1793), Poem, UK
• Agatha Christie (1)
  • IN: Endless Night (1967) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Every Night and every Morn / Some to Misery are born...
    FROM: Auguries of Innocence, (1863), Poem, UK
• Peggy Webb (1)
  • IN: The Language of Silence (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The tygers of Wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1793), Poem, UK
• Blake Charlton (1)
  • IN: Spellbreaker (2016) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Every night and every morn Some to misery are born. Every morn and every night Some are born to sweet delight.
    FROM: Auguries of Innocence, (1863), Poem, UK
• Peter Robinson (2)
  • IN: Piece of my Heart (2006) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1792), Poem, UK
  • IN: Wednesday's Child (1992) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: “Lost in the desart wild Is your little child. How can Lyca sleep If her mother weep?” Sleeping Lyca lay While the beasts of prey, Come from caverns deep, View’d the maid asleep.
    FROM: The Little Girl Lost, (1794), Poem, UK
• Patrick White (1)
  • IN: The Vivisector (1986) Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: Cruelty has a Human Heart, And Jealousy a Human Face; Terror the Human Form Divine, And Secrecy the Human Dress. The Human Dress is forged in Iron, The Human Form a fiery Forge, The Human Face a Furnace seal’d, The Human Heart its hungry Gorge.
    FROM: A Divine Image, (1989), Poem, UK
• Leslie Glass (1)
  • IN: Loving Time (1996) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can wisdom be put in a silver rod? Or Love in a golden bowl?
    FROM: The Book of Thel, (1789), Essay, UK
• Wendy Hornsby (1)
  • IN: Bad Intent (1994) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: A truth that's told with intent Beats all the lies you can invent.
    FROM: "Auguries of Innocence”, (1863), Poem, UK
• Robin Wasserman (1)
  • IN: Girls on Fire (2016) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: In the Age of Gold, Free from winters cold: Youth and maiden bright, To the holy light, Naked in the sunny beams delight.
    FROM: A Little Girl Lost, (1794), Poem, UK
• S. Swann (1)
  • IN: Forests of the Night (1993) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Tygerl Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand, dare seize the fire ? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? And what dread feet? What the hammer? What the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp ? When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee ? Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ?
    FROM: The Tyger, (1794), Poem, UK
• Tatiana de Rosnay (1)
  • IN: Sarah's Key (2007) Fiction, French
    EPIGRAPH: Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
    FROM: Songs of Experience, (1789), Book, UK
• Jacob Rubin (1)
  • IN: The Poser (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Imitation is criticism.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Scarlett Thomas (1)
  • IN: The Seed Collectors (2015) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Ah! sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire, And the pale virgin shrouded in snow, Arise from their graves and aspire; Where my sunflower wishes to go.
    FROM: "Ah, sunflower!", (1794), Poem, UK
• Vargas Llosa, Mario (1)
  • IN: Death in the Andes (1993) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Cain's City built with Human Blood, not Blood of Bulls and Goats.
    FROM: The Ghost of Abel, (1822), Religious Text, UK
• Kate Tempest (1)
  • IN: The Bricks That Built the Houses (2016) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: They told me that the night and day were all that I could see; They told me that I had five senses to inclose me up; And they inclosed my infinite brain into a narrow circle, And sunk my heart into the abyss, a red round globe hot burning.
    FROM: Visions of the Daughters of Albion, (1793), Poem, UK
• Larry D. Sweazy (1)
  • IN: A Thousand Falling Crows (2016) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The crow wished everything was black, the owl, that everything was white.
    FROM: "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell", (1793), Book, UK
• Joan Silber (1)
  • IN: Fools (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.
    FROM: "The Proverbs of Hell, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell", (1793), Book, UK
• Anne Rice (1)
  • IN: Of Love and Evil (2010) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: God appears, and God is light, To those poor souls who dwell in night; But does a human form display To those who dwell in realms of day.
    FROM: Auguries of Innocence, (1863), Poem, UK
• David Rhodes (1)
  • IN: Jewelweed (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: When the New Age is at leisure to Pronounce; all will be set right... & the Daughters of Memory shall become the Daughters of Inspiration.
    FROM: Milton: A Poem, (1810), Poem, UK
• Dan Simmons (1)
  • IN: The Abominable: A Novel (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Great things are done when men and mountains meet.
    FROM: "Gnomic Verses", (1818), Poem, UK
• Matthew Plampin (1)
  • IN: Will and Tom (2015) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The enquiry in England is not whether a man has talents and genius, but whether he is passive and polite and a virtuous ass, and obedient to noblemen's opinions in art and science. If he is, he is a good man: if not, he must be starved.
    FROM: Jerusalem, Selected Poems, and Prose, (1970), Book, UK
• Leslie Parry (1)
  • IN: Church of Marvels (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire?
    FROM: The Tyger, (1794), Poem, UK
• Serdar Ozkan (1)
  • IN: The Missing Rose (2003) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: O Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
    FROM: "The Sick Rose", (1794), Poem, UK
• Chris Nickson (1)
  • IN: Gods of Gold (2014) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And all the Arts of Life they changed into the Arts of Death in Albion
    FROM: Jerusalem, (1893), Poem, UK
• Anita Nair (1)
  • IN: Lessons in Forgetting (2010) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: O, what land is the Land of Dreams? What are its mountains, and what are its streams?
    FROM: "The Land of Dreams", (1863), Poem, UK
• Jack Higgins (1)
  • IN: Wrath of the Lion (1964) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
    FROM: "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell", (1793), Poem, UK
• Peter James (1)
  • IN: Dead Letter Drop (1981) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: To Georgina, my bride of one novel, for courage, for strength, for patience and above all for love Does the Eagle know what is in the pit Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?
    FROM: "That's Motto", (1789), Poem, UK
• Tatiana Rosnay (1)
  • IN: Sarah’s Key (2007) Fiction, French
    EPIGRAPH: Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
    FROM: Songs of Experience, (1794), Poem, UK
• Stephen Hunter (1)
  • IN: I, Ripper (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Did he who made the lamb, Make thee?
    FROM: "The Tyger", (1794), Poem, UK
• Minette Walters (2)
  • IN: Echo (1997) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: O Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
    FROM: "The Sick Rose", (1794), Poem, UK
  • IN: The Echo (1997) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: O Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm. Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
    FROM: NULL, (None), Poem, UK
• Linda Gillard (1)
  • IN: Star Gazing (2008) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: As a man is, so he sees.
    FROM: Letter to Revd. Dr. Trusler, (1799), Letter, UK
• Santiago Gamboa (1)
  • IN: Return to the Dark Valley (2017) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: That Man should labour & sorrow, & learn & forget, & return To the dark valley whence he came, to begin his labours anew.
    FROM: Vala, or The Four Zoas, (1893), Poem, UK
• Gaelen Foley (1)
  • IN: His Wicked Kiss (2006) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Everything that lives, Lives not alone, nor for itself.
    FROM: The Book of Thel, (1789), Poem, UK
• Alice Thomas Ellis (1)
  • IN: Pillars of Gold (2000) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The fields from Islington to Marybone, To Primrose Hill and Saint John's Wood, Were builded over with pillars of gold; And there Jerusalem's pillars stood. Pancras and Kentish Town repose Among her golden pillars high, Among her golden arches which Shine upon the starry sky.
    FROM: Jerusalem (And did those feet in ancient time), (1808), Poem, UK
• Richard Charles Ardai Aleas (1)
  • IN: Songs of Innocence (2007) Fiction, Mystery, Suspense, American
    EPIGRAPH: Can I see another’s woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another’s grief, And not seek for kind relief?
    FROM: Songs of Innocence, (1789), Poem, UK
• Lisa Unger (1)
  • IN: In the Blood (2014) Crime Fiction, Thriller, American
    EPIGRAPH: Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder and what art Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
    FROM: The Tiger, (1794), Poem, UK
• Brian Freemantle (1)
  • IN: In the Name of a Killer (1997) Fiction, Thriller, Spy fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secrecy the human dress.
    FROM: William Blake, Appendix to Songs of Innocence and of Experience, (1789), Poem, UK
• Mitch Cullin (1)
  • IN: The Post-War Dream (2008) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: As when a man dreams, he reflects not that his body sleeps, Else he would; so seem'd he entering his shadow.
    FROM: Milton, (1810), Poem, UK
• Kate Christensen (1)
  • IN: The Astral (2011) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Bring me an axe and spade, Bring me a winding-sheet; When I my grave have made, Let winds and tempest beat: Then down I'll lie, as cold as clay. True love doth pass away!
    FROM: "Song", (1793), Poem, UK
• Elizabeth Brundage (1)
  • IN: All Things Cease to Appear (2016) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: ...she who burns with youth and knows no fized lot, is bound In spells of law to one she loathes.
    FROM: "Visions of the Daughters of Albion", (1793), Poem, UK
• John Steinback (1)
  • IN: Burning Bright (1950) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Tygerl Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ?
    FROM: The Tyger, (1794), Poem, UK
• Richard Flanagan (1)
  • IN: Death of a River Guide (1994) Fiction, Australian
    EPIGRAPH: Who Present, Past & Future sees Whose ears have heard, The Holy Word, That walk'd among the ancient trees.
    FROM: Introduction to Songs of Experience, (1794), Poem, UK
• John Gardner (1)
  • IN: Grendel (1971) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: And if the Babe is born a Boy He's given to a Woman Old, Who nails him down upon a rock, Catches his shrieks in cups of gold.
    FROM: The Mental Traveller, (1863), Poem, UK
• John Brunner (1)
  • IN: The Productions of Time (1967) Science Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1794), Book, UK
• Thomas Traherne (1)
  • IN: The Poetical Works of Thomas Traherne (1903) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: "I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, I will lead in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall."
    FROM: Jerusalem, (1815), Poem, UK
• Colin Cheong (1)
  • IN: The Stolen Child (1989) Fiction, Singaporean
    EPIGRAPH: ... the youth shut up from The lustful joy shall forget to generate, and create an amorous image ... In the shadows of his curtains and in the folds of his silent pillow.
    FROM: Visions of the Daughters of Albion, (1793), Poem, UK
• Philip Pullman (1)
  • IN: The Amber Spyglass (2000) Fiction, Fantasy Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations; The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up; The bones of death, the cov'ring clay the sinews shrunk & dry’d Reviving shake, inspiring move, breathing, awakening, Spring like redeemed captives when their bonds & bars are burst. Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field, Let him look up into the heavens & laugh in the bright air; Let the inchained soul, shut up in darkness and in sighing, Whose face has never seen a smile in thirty weary years, Rise and look out; his chains are loose, his dungeon doors are open; And let his wife and children return from the oppressor’s scourge. They look behind at every step & believe it is a dream, Singing: “The Sun has let his blackness & has found a fresher morning, And the fair Moon rejoices in the clear & cloudless night; For Empire is no more, and now the Lion & Wolf shall cease.”
    FROM: "America: A Prophecy”, (1793), Book, UK
• Nadine Gordimer (1)
  • IN: Some Are Born to Sweet Delight (1991) Fiction, Short Story, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Some are Born to sweet delight, Some are Born to Endless Night.
    FROM: Auguries of Innocence, (1863), Poem, UK
• Colleen Houck (1)
  • IN: Tiger's Curse (2011) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Tiger! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand and what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? 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? Tiger! Tiger! burning bright, In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
    FROM: The Tiger, (1794), Poem, UK
• Nuruddin Farah (1)
  • IN: Links (2003) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state!
    FROM: Auguries of Innocence, (1863), Poem, UK
• Nick Petrie (1)
  • IN: Burning Bright (2017) Thriller, American
    EPIGRAPH: In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, are seize the fire? … Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
    FROM: The Tyger, (1794), Poem, UK
• Martha Grimes (1)
  • IN: Biting the Moon (1999) Fiction, Mystery Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.
    FROM: "Auguries of Innocence", (1803), Poem, UK
• Winifred Holtby (1)
  • IN: The Land of Green Ginger (1927) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: I know of no other Christianity and of no other Gospel than the liberty both of body and of mind to exercise the Divine Arts of Imagination - Imagination, the real and eternal world of which this Vegetable Universe is but a faint shadow.
    FROM: Jerusalem, (1808), Poem, UK
• Josef Skvorecky (1)
  • IN: The Engineer of Human Souls (1977) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: To Generalize is to be an Idiot. To Particularize is the Alone Distinction of Merit. General Knowledges are those Knowledges that Idiots possess.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Richard Wright (1)
  • IN: The Outsider (1953) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Cruelty has a Human Heart, And Jealousy a Human Face; Terror the Human Form Divine, And Secrecy the Human Dress.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Roger Zelazny (1)
  • IN: Creatures of Light and Darkness (1969) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The Human Dress is forged with Iron, The Human Form is a fiery Forge, The Human Face a Furnace seal'd, The Human Heart is a hungry Gorge.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Barry Unsworth (1)
  • IN: The Quality of Mercy (2011) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Love to faults is always blind; Always is to joy inclin'd, Lawless, wing'd, and unconfin'd, And breaks all chains from every mind.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• David Malouf (1)
  • IN: Remembering Babylon (1993) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Whether this is Jerusalem or Babylon we know not.
    FROM: The Four Zoas, (1893), Book, UK