Love is life sharing, not for hurt, Love is alive both not ambiguous. Love is whole life, not an affair.
Man struggles to find life outside himself, unaware that the life he is seeking is within him.
Our pain carves out a larger space for love to fill.
But you who walk facing the sun, what images drawn on the earth can hold you?
Love prides itself not only in the one who loves, but also in the beloved.
A woman whom Providence has provided with beauty of spirit and body is a truth, at the same time both open and secret, which we can understand only by love, and touch only by virtue.