Love Is Born Of Faith, Lives On

I Know Of No Better Definition Of Love Than The One Given By Proust - Love Is Space And Time Measured By The Heart.

Art Is The Unceasing Effort To Compete With The Beauty Of Flowers - And Never Succeeding.

A Man Only Becomes Wise When He Begins To Calculate The Approximate Depth Of His Ignorance.

Love Is Born Of Faith, Lives On Hope, And Dies Of Charity.

Hell Begins On The Day When God Grants Us A Clear Vision Of All That We Might Have Achieved, Of All The Gifts Which We Have Wasted, Of All That We Might Have Done Which We Did Not Do.