Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.
heaven, fasting, love, good man
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
LOVE, WHEN WE LOVED NOT ENOUGH
What love we've given, we'll have forever. What love we fail to give, will be lost for all eternity.
Our life of poverty is as necessary as the work itself. Only in heaven will we see how much we owe to the poor for helping us to love God better because of them.
LOVE, OUR LIFE OF POVERTY IS AS NECESSARY AS THE WORK ITSELF
