“And all must love the human form, in heathen, Turk, or Jew; where… — William Blake

Without contraries is no progression.

To see a World in a Grain of Sand, and a Heaven in a Wild Flower, hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, and Eternity in an hour.

And we are put on earth a little space, that we may learn to bear the beams of love.

For Mercy has a human heart; Pity, a human face; and Love, the human form divine; and Peace, the human dress.

And all must love the human form, in heathen, Turk, or Jew; where Mercy, Love, and Pity… — William Blake