Love Has Reasons That Reason Knows Not.

He Was Created Of A Mother Whom He Created. He Was Carried By Hands That He Formed. He Cried In The Manger In Wordless Infancy. He, The Word, Without Whom All Human Eloquence Is Mute.

A Marriage Without Children Is The World Without The Sun.

In The Usual Course Of Study I Had Come To A Book Of A Certain Cicero.

Longing Desire Prayeth Always, Though The Tongue Be Silent. If Thou Art Ever Longing, Thou Art Ever Praying.

Love Is The Beauty Of The Soul.