How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

Follow your heart, but be quiet for a while first. Ask questions, then feel the answer. Learn to trust your read more

Follow your heart, but be quiet for a while first. Ask questions, then feel the answer. Learn to trust your heart.

Love is the force that ignites the spirit and binds teams together.

Love is the force that ignites the spirit and binds teams together.

What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like read more

What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains.

Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil.

Whatever is done for love always occurs beyond good and evil.

You can always get someone to love you, even if you have to do it yourself.

You can always get someone to love you, even if you have to do it yourself.

For 'tis impossible
Hate to return with love.
[It., Che amar chi t'odia, ell'e impossibil cosa.]

For 'tis impossible
Hate to return with love.
[It., Che amar chi t'odia, ell'e impossibil cosa.]

When you can't believe your eyes, you can always trust your heart. Love makes anything possible.

When you can't believe your eyes, you can always trust your heart. Love makes anything possible.

Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And no heart has ever suffered read more

Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dream.