Man has no choice but to love. For when he does not, he finds his alternatives lie in loneliness, destruction and despair.

Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.

To live in love is to live in life, and to live in life is to live in love

I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love.

When we give ourselves in love we become our most vulnerable. We are never safe. We become open to disappointment and hurt.

Love always creates, it never destroys. In this lie's man's only promise.

We created time, and now we have become the slave of time.