The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.
Geoffrey ChaucerWhoso will pray, he must fast and be clean, And fat his soul, and make his body lean.
Geoffrey Chaucer