Our pain carves out a larger space for love to fill.
For love is sufficient unto love.
The best love come from the heart, not from the mouth.
Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite.
In friendship let there be laughter and sharing of pleasures.
Where are you now, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need? Do you know the greatness of my patience?