But the lover's power is the poet's power. He can make love from all the common strings with which this world is strung.

The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.

The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much

Kindness is always fashionable, and always welcome.

Events that are predestined require but little management. They manage themselves. They slip into place while we sleep, and suddenly we are aware that the thing we fear to attempt, is already accomplished.

With renunciation life begins.