Before marriage a man yearns for a woman. Afterward the "y" is silent.

Before marriage a man yearns for a woman. Afterward the "y" is silent.

Marriage is like a bank account. You put it in, you take it out, you lose interest.

Marriage is like a bank account. You put it in, you take it out, you lose interest.

Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.

Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.

Those who love deeply never grow old.

Those who love deeply never grow old.

Mortal love is when sensuality is satisfied. True love is when love is sacrificed.

Mortal love is when sensuality is satisfied. True love is when love is sacrificed.

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with read more

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.

Out of compassion I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and read more

Out of compassion I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and dispel all darkness from their lives.

She who makes her husband and her children happy, who reclaims the one from vice, and trains up the other read more

She who makes her husband and her children happy, who reclaims the one from vice, and trains up the other to virtue, is a much greater character than the ladies described in romance, whose whole occupation is to murder mankind with shafts from their quiver or their eyes.

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and read more

Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.