When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
Love possesses not nor will it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.
Work is love made visible.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potterโs oven?