fear, life, love
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.
For though we love both the truth and our friends, piety requires us to honor the truth first.
LOVE, LOVE BOTH THE TRUTH AND OUR FRIENDS
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.