And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as
unto children, My son, despise not thou the read more

And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as
unto children, My son, despise not thou the chastening of the
Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him:
For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son
whom he receiveth.

To be in love is merely to be in a perpetual state of anesthesia--to mistake an ordinary young man for read more

To be in love is merely to be in a perpetual state of anesthesia--to mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god or an ordinary young woman for a goddess.

Love is the affinity which links and draws together the elements of the world... Love, in fact, is the agent read more

Love is the affinity which links and draws together the elements of the world... Love, in fact, is the agent of universal synthesis.

My heart I fain would ask thee
What then is Love? say on.
"Two souls and one read more

My heart I fain would ask thee
What then is Love? say on.
"Two souls and one thought only
Two hearts that throb as one."
[Ger., Mein Herz ich will dich fragen,
Was ist denn Liebe, sag?
"Zwei Seelen und ein Gedanke,
Zwei Herzen und ein Schlag."

Love is tested in so many ways. How do I articulate this? Two people are together. There are stakes, strife, read more

Love is tested in so many ways. How do I articulate this? Two people are together. There are stakes, strife, struggles, all these things that make us fall for someone, love someone even more, leave someone.

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to read more

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing read more

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.

The opposite of love is not hate, it 's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it\'s indifference. The read more

The opposite of love is not hate, it 's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it\'s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it 's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it\'s indifference.

To be loved, be lovable.

To be loved, be lovable.