You are my hope and my refuge in the day of my trouble.
Evil men sprout like weeds in the sun, like weeds that spread all through the garden. Their roots wrap round the stones and hold fast to every rock.
Nothing is sweeter than love, nothing stronger, nothing higher, nothing more sublime, nothing more expansive, nothing more joyful, nothing more abundant, nothing more pleasing in Heaven or on earth ; because love is born of God, nor can it rest upon created things, but only in God
Love feels no burden, values no labours, would like to do more than it can do, without excusing itself with impossibility, because it believes that it may and can do all things.
The lover flies, runs and rejoices; he is free and nothing can restrain him. He gives all for all and has all in all.
Ask, and you will receive; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.