Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
Knowledge is love and light and vision.
As selfishness and complaint pervert the mind, so love with its joy clears and sharpens the vision.