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.

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

I thought that the light-house looked lovely as hope, That star on life's tremulous ocean.

Finding the right work is like discovering your own soul in the world.

Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam.

Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.

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.