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.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

Pleasure is a shadow, wealth is vanity, and power a pageant; but knowledge is ecstatic in enjoyment, perennial in frame, read more

Pleasure is a shadow, wealth is vanity, and power a pageant; but knowledge is ecstatic in enjoyment, perennial in frame, unlimited in space and indefinite in duration.

The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will read more

The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will flow, For kindness grows in this way.

Yearn to understand first and to be understood second.

Yearn to understand first and to be understood second.

There can be no happiness equal to the joy of finding a heart that understands.

There can be no happiness equal to the joy of finding a heart that understands.

Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.

Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.

He who knows that enough is enough will always have enough.

He who knows that enough is enough will always have enough.