Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.
LOVE, FEAR IS WHAT WE LEARNED HERE
To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.
LOVE, BEAUTIFUL IN AN EDUCATED AND DISCIPLINED WAY
Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
