To love someone means to see him as God intended him.
Love a man, even in his sin, for that love is a likeness of the divine love, and is the summit of love on earth.
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.
Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars,
The deeper the grief, the closer is God!
It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.
We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.
One can know a man from his laugh, and if you like a man's laugh before you know anything of him, you may confidently say that he is a good man.
If you wish to glimpse inside a human soul and get to know a man, don't bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get better results if you just watch him laugh. If he laughs well, he's a good man
May your sky always be clear, may your dear smile always be bright and happy, and may you be for ever blessed for that moment of bliss and happiness which you gave to another lonely and grateful heart. Isn't such a moment sufficient for the whole of one's life?
I can see the sun, but even if I cannot see the sun, I know that it exists. And to know that the sun is there - that is living.
Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.
Beauty will save the world.
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