“Every day I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing and which, shirking pain, misses happiness as well.” – Mary Cholmondeley
“For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the “If” and “Why”
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.” – from “Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her” by Christopher Brennan
“This is the great Instrument and Engine of Nature, the Bond and Cement of Society, the Spring and Spirit of the Universe. Love is such an Affection, as cannot so properly be said to be in the Soul, as the Soul to be in that. It is the whole Man wrapt up into one Desire; all the Powers, Vigour, and Faculties of the Soul abridged into one Inclination.” – Bishop Robert South