Communication works for those who work at it.
There's the whole myth about rocket science. It's really not that hard. It's not brain surgery.
The only love worthy of a name is unconditional.
God is to us like the sky to a small bird, which cannot see its outer limits and cannot reach its distant horizons, but can only lose itself in the greatness and immensity of the blueness.
Pain is a teacher from whom we can learn much.
Love supposes, is, and does many things, but basically it is practiced in the act of sharing.