As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music.

Work is love made visable.

For love is sufficient unto love.

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love.

We shall never understand one another until we reduce the language to seven words.

And God said, Love your enemy, & I obeyed Him & loved myself.