It is not while beauty And youth are thine own And thy cheeks Unprofaned by a tear That the ferver and faith Of a soul can be known To which time will but Make thee more dear No the heart that has truly loved Never forgets But as truly loves On to the close As the sunflower turns On her god when he sets The same look which She'd turned when he rose.

Come o'er the sea, Maiden with me, Mine through the sunshine, storms and snows; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes.

The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.

Love doesn't demand perfection, but it does ask you to give yourself with less reserve than you'd prefer.

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.

Usually, the main problem with life conundrums is that we don't bring to them enough imagination

Education is not the piling on of learning, information, data, facts, skills, or abilities--that's training or instruction--but is rather a making visible what is hidden as a seed... To be educated, a person doesn't have to know much or be informed, but he or she does have to have been exposed vulnerably to the transformative events of an engaged human life... One of the greatest problems of our time is that many are schooled but few are educated.