Quotes from William Blake

Love seeketh not itself to please, but for another gives its ease.

For Mercy has a human heart, Pity, a human face, And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress

My mother groan'd, my father wept Into the dangerous world I leapt, Helpless, naked, piping load, Like a friend hid in a cloud.

Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy for friendship's sake.

If a thing loves, it is infinite.