If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don’t, they never were.
Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Yesterday is but today’s memory, tomorrow is today’s dream.
It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations.
…. joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . . . remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
