Religions die when they are proved to be true. Science is the record of dead religions.

Religions die when they are proved to be true. Science is the record of dead religions.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, read more

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.

We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.

Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.

Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable read more

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable --should persist after the beauty was gone.

Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.

Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and read more

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.

To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.

To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.