And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
What difference does it make, whether you live in a big city or in a community of homes? The real life is within.
I am so happy in your happiness. To you, happiness is a form of freedom, and of all the people I know you should be free.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.