The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really read more

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift. He told me that once he forgot himself and opened up like a door with a loose latch and everything fell out and he tried for days to put it all back in the proper order, but he finally gave up and left if there in a pile and loved everything equally. thanks to a subscriber!

Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.

Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear:
because fear hath torment. He that feareth read more

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear:
because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect
in love.

Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.

Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.

Who travels for love finds a thousand miles not longer than one.

Who travels for love finds a thousand miles not longer than one.

Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.

Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

Love conquers all things except poverty and a toothache.

Love conquers all things except poverty and a toothache.

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing read more

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.