William Morris Quotes

Fear and Hope — those are the names of the two great passions which rule the race of man, and with which revolutionists have to deal; to give hope to the many oppressed and fear to the few oppressors, that is our business; if we do the first and give hope to the many, the few must be frightened by their hope; otherwise we do not want to frighten them; it is not revenge we want for poor people, but happiness; indeed, what revenge can be taken for all the thousands of years of the sufferings of the poor?

On the fall of Chartism, the Liberal party—which as an engine of progress was a party without principles or definition, but has been used as a thoroughly adequate expression of English middle-class hypocrisy, cowardice, and short-sightedness—engrossed the whole of the political progressive movement in England, and dragged the working classes along with it, blind as they were to their own interests and the solidarity of labour.

The greatest foe to art is luxury, art cannot live in its atmosphere.

Ah, what shall we say then, but that earth threatened often Shall live on for ever that such things may be, That the dry seed shall quicken, the hard earth shall soften, And the spring-bearing birds flutter north o'er the sea, That earth's garden may bloom round my love's feet and me?

"Mais s'ils travaillent en s'appuyant sur la tradition intelligente, leur ouvrage sera l'expression de leur coopération harmonieuse et du plaisir qu'ils y ont pris. Aucune intelligence, même de la plus basse espèce qui soit, n'y a été écrasée ; au contraire, elle a été plutôt subordonnée et utilisée afin que personne, du maître au plus modeste ouvrier, ne puisse s'écrier : " c'est mon oeuvre

Come — pain ye shall have, and be blind to the ending! Come — fear ye shall have, mid the sky's overcasting! Come — change ye shall have, for far are ye wending! Come — no crown ye shall have for your thirst and your fasting, But the kissed lips of Love and fair life everlasting! Cry out, for one heedeth, who leadeth you home!

All wonder of pleasure, all doubt of desire, All blindness, are ended, and no more ye feel If your feet treat his flowers or the flames of his fire, If your breast meet his balms or the edge of his steel. Change is come, and past over, no more strife, no more learning: Now your lips and your forehead are sealed with his seal, Look backward and smile at the thorns and the burning. — Sweet rest, O my soul, and no fear of returning!

Il primo passo per rendere attraente il lavoro è consegnare quel che rende fruttuoso il lavoro, il Capitale, compresa la terra, i macchinari, le fabbriche ecc., nelle mani della comunità, perché ne faccia uso per il bene collettivo, in modo che possiamo tutti lavorare per “soddisfare” le vere “domande” di tutti – il che significa lavorare per sopravvivere, invece che per soddisfare la domanda del mercato del profitto, per il profitto, costringendo cioè gli altri uomini a lavorare contro la loro volontà.

"O," said he, "these children do not all come from the near houses, the woodland houses, but from the country-side generally. They often make up parties, and come to play in the woods for weeks together in summer-time, living in tents, as you see. We rather encourage them to it; they learn to do things for themselves, and get to notice the wild creatures; and, you see, the less they stew inside houses the better for them."

Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing, I cannot ease the burden of your fears, Or make quick-coming death a little thing, Or bring again the pleasure of past years, Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I can say, The idle singer of an empty day.

I think I know what you mean. You think that I have done you a service; so you feel yourself bound to give me something which I am not to give to a neighbour, unless he has done something special for me. I have heard of this kind of thing; but pardon me for saying, that it seems to us a troublesome and roundabout custom; and we don't know how to manage it. And you see this ferrying and giving people casts about the water is my business, which I would do for anybody; so to take gifts in connection with it would look very queer. Besides, if one person gave me something, then another might, and another, and so on; and I hope you won't think me rude if I say that I shouldn't know where to stow away so many mementos of friendship.

Apart from the desire to produce beautiful things, the leading passion of my life has been and is hatred of modern civilization.

Nothing should be made by man's labour which is not worth making, or which must be made by labour degrading to the makers.

And Summer dreamed sadly, for she thought all was ended
In her fulness of wealth that might not be amended;
But this is the harvest and the gathering season,
And the leaf and the blossom in the ripe fruit are blended.

Wert thou more fickle than the restless sea, Still should I love thee, knowing thee for such.