We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance read more

We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.

Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.

Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

There are no guarantees. From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough. From the viewpoint of love, none are read more

There are no guarantees. From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough. From the viewpoint of love, none are necessary.

Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why read more

Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. . . . It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.

To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.

To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.

Love is a sacred reserve of energy; it is like the blood of spiritual evolution.

Love is a sacred reserve of energy; it is like the blood of spiritual evolution.

This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.

This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.

How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver read more

How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain
Unravelled from the trembling main
And threading the eye of a yellow star:--
So many time do I love again.