Topcats often begin as underdogs.
One is born into a herd of buffaloes and must be glad if one is not trampled under foot before one's time.
Suffering is overated.
The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love.
To love life through our labor is to be intimate with life's inmost secrets.
All the powers of soul and body,memory, understanding, and will, interior and exterior senses, thedesires of spirit and of sense, all workin and by love.
There is nothing better or morenecessary than love.
The ground of mercy is love, and the working of mercy is our keeping in love.
Peace and love are ever in us, being and working; but we be not alway in peace and in love.
If any such lover be in earth which is continually kept from falling, I know it not: for it was not shewed me. But this was shewed: that in falling and in rising we are ever preciously kept in one Love.
At the evening of life, we shall be judged on our love.
My sole occupation is love.
The heart unites whatever the mind separates, pushes on beyond the arena of necessity and transmutes the struggle into love.
Conflict is not in the feeling of being in love. The feeling of being in love is utterly without conflict. There is no loss of energy in being in love.
If one loves, one need not have an ideology of love.
Love is the state of enlightenment and enlightenment is the state of love. You can't make any separation between them. Enlightenment is the state of no feelings and pure knowledge and so is love.
Love is a power, a mighty principle that exists in its own right independent of any individual. Man changes, but the principle of love does not and cannot. Love does not leave men and women. Men and women leave love.
There's nothing you can do that can't be done, Nothing you can sing that can't be sung, Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game, It's easy... All you need is love.
We have come by curious ways To the Light that holds the days; We have sought in haunts of fear For that all-enfolding sphere: And lo! it was not far, but near. We have found, O foolish-fond, The shore that has no shore beyond. Deep in every heart it lies With its untranscended skies; For what heaven should bend above Hearts that own the heaven of love?
Memory is often less about the truth than about what we want it to be.
When a natural discourse paints a passion or an effect, one feels within oneself the truth of what one reads, which was there before, although one did not know it. Hence one is inclined to love him who makes us feel it, for he has not shown us his own riches, but ours. ...such community of intellect that we have with him necessarily inclines the heart to love.
Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
When the heart stops for one beat it is desire, when it stops for one life time it is love
When you build bridges you can keep crossing them.
It would be great if people never got angry at someone for doing something they've done themselves.
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