Love Cannot Be Described. It

Don't Grieve. Anything You Lose Comes Round In Another Form.

Love Is The Vital Core Of The Soul. And Of All You See, Only Love Is Infinite.

Who Says The Eternal Being Does Not Exist? Who Says The Sun Has Gone Out? Someone Who Climbs Up On The Roof And Closes His Eyes Tight, And Says, I Don't See Anything.

It Is Love That Holds Everything Together, And It Is The Everything Also.

It Is As If A King Had Sent You To A Country To Carry Out One Special, Specific Task. You Go To The Country And You Perform A Hundred Other Tasks, But If You Have Not Performed The Task You Were Sent For, It Is As If You Have Done Nothing At All. So People Have Come Into The World For Particular Tasks, And That Is Our Purpose. If We Don't Perform It, We Will Have Done Nothing.