No enterprise can exist for itself alone. It ministers to some great need it performs some great service not for itself but for others or failing therein it ceases to be profitable and ceases to exist.
Love is a portion of the soul itself and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where...
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible...
There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children...
Loving, like prayer, is a power as well as a process. It’s curative....
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.