LOVE, ESSENTIAL
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
Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
LOVE, MOVING SEA BETWEEN THE SHORES OF YOUR SOULS
Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope