As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.
Great sorrows cannot speak.
Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book.
Poor heretics there be,Which think to establish dangerous constancy,But I have told them, ‘Since you will be true,You shall be true to them, who are false to you.
I am a little world made cunningly.
More than kisses, letters mingle souls.