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Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of read more
Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sum what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.
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 it is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the person one desires to be.
Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other.
Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other.
The essence of love is getting out of oneself and into others. When we care less about our feelings, our read more
The essence of love is getting out of oneself and into others. When we care less about our feelings, our rights, our happiness, our security, etc., and begin to concern ourselves with the feelings, rights, happiness, and security of others, we will have found the true power of love.”
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.rn
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.rn
One is never too old to yearn.
One is never too old to yearn.
Love is a dirty trick played on us to achieve the continuation of the species.
Love is a dirty trick played on us to achieve the continuation of the species.
The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.
The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.
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.
