It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed.

Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.

Socrates and Jesus, two teachers of virtue and love, were executed because of the unsettling, threatening power of their souls, which was revealed in their personal lives and in their words.

It may help us, in those times of trouble, to remember that love is not only about relationship, it is also an affair of the soul.

Disappointments in love, even betrayals and losses, serve the soul at the very moment they seem in life to be tragedies. The soul is partly in time and partly in eternity. We might remember the part that resides in eternity when we feel despair over the part that is in life.