For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of read more

For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of pleasure, assuage what I find of pain.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Music is love in search of a word.

Music is love in search of a word.

We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.

You never find yourself until you face the truth.

You never find yourself until you face the truth.

He is rich that is satisfied.

He is rich that is satisfied.

Soul meets soul on lovers lips.

Soul meets soul on lovers lips.

Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.