Tis true, I profess myself a Votary to Love - I acknowledge that a Lady is in the Case - and further I confess, that this Lady is known to you. - Yes Madam, as well as she is to one, who is too sensible of her Charms to deny the Power, whose Influence he feels and must ever Submit to.

You have drawn me my dear Madam, or rather have I drawn myself, into an honest confession of a Simple Fact - misconstrue not my meaning - 'tis obvious - doubt it not, nor expose it, - the World has no business to know the object of my Love, declard in this manner to - you when I want to conceal it - One thing, above all things in this World I wish to know, and only one person of your Acquaintance can solve me that, or guess my meaning. - but adieu to this, till happier times, if I ever shall see them.

What I'm not confused about is the world needing much more love, no hate, no prejudice, no bigotry and more unity, peace and understanding. Period.

I think that it's fearless to fall for your best friend, even though he's in love with someone else.

Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.

Tonight love and hate met in St. Louis. And love outnumbered the hate, in poetic thousands. Hate left. But love stayed. + Together, we sang.