“The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.”

“Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.”

“Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement, are roads of Genius.”

“I give you the end of a golden string,Only wind it into a ball,It will lead you in at Heaven's gateBuilt in Jerusalem's wall.”

“This life's dim windows of the soulDistorts the heavens from pole to poleAnd leads you to believe a lieWhen you see with, not through, the eye.”

“London I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infants cry of fear, In every voice: in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear How the Chimney-sweepers cry Every blackning Church appalls, And the hapless Soldiers sigh Runs in blood down Palace walls But most thro' midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlots curse Blasts the new-born Infants tear And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse.”

“It is true that William Blake said that "The Road to excess leads to the palace of wisdom," but they didn't have angel dust back then.”