LOVE, OUR LIFE OF POVERTY IS AS NECESSARY AS THE WORK ITSELF
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
LOVE, LOVE IS A FRUIT IN SEASON AT ALL TIMES
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
A heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.
LOVE, HOW MUCH YOU ARE LOVED BY OTHERS