Pets are more sensitive to the needs of humans
than vice versa.

Pets are more sensitive to the needs of humans
than vice versa.

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.

To say "I love you" one must first be able to say the "I."

To say "I love you" one must first be able to say the "I."

A DEEP-SWORN VOW
Others because you did not keep
That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine.
Yet always read more

A DEEP-SWORN VOW
Others because you did not keep
That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine.
Yet always when I look death in the face,
When I clamber to the heights of sleep,
Or when I grow excited with wine,
Suddenly I meet your face.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

In science as in love, too much concentration on technique can often lead to impotence. No matter what, no matter read more

In science as in love, too much concentration on technique can often lead to impotence. No matter what, no matter where, it's always home, if love is there.

To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough. read more

To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough. But is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the person one desires to be.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.