Christianity knows no truth which is not the child of love and the parent of duty.
~ Phillips Brooks
- August 10, 2016
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
~ Pablo Neruda
- April 13, 2016