Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into read more

Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.

Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.

Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

If we all discovered that we only had five minutes left to say all that we wanted to say, every read more

If we all discovered that we only had five minutes left to say all that we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people calling other people to tell them that they loved them.

Love is not consolation. It is light.

Love is not consolation. It is light.

The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.

The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.

In how many lives does Love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a read more

In how many lives does Love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a 'grand passion' than of a grand opera.

We loved with a love that was more than love.

We loved with a love that was more than love.

The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.

The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.