Love does not see with the eyes, but with the soul.

When I first saw you with your smile so tender, my heart was captured, my soul surrendered.

Beautiful mind, tortured soul. I do have to figure out why I am attracted to these broken birds.

The meaning of this is, that whomsoever we love, in him we find our own soul in the highest sense. The final truth of our existence lies in this. God, the Supreme Soul, is in me, as well as in my son, and my joy in my son is the realisation of this truth.

A soul which knows that it is loved, but does not itself love, betrays its sediment: its dregs come up.

Love is understanding, redemptive goodwill for all men, so that you love everybody, because God loves them. You refuse to do anything that will defeat an individual, because you have agape in your soul.