How seldom we weigh our neighbor in the same balance with ourselves.
Thomas A KempisRead
Love is a great thing, a good above all others, which alone maketh every burden light.
Interpretation
Love elevates and lightens the burdens of life.
This quote emphasizes the transformative power of love, suggesting that it is not only a fundamental aspect of the human experience but also a force that can alleviate suffering and hardship. By placing love above all other virtues, Thomas A Kempis indicates that love brings joy, hope, and a sense of purpose, making life's challenges more manageable and bearable.
In practice
In a wedding speech, highlighting how love helps couples face life's challenges together.
How seldom we weigh our neighbor in the same balance with ourselves.
He will easily be content and at peace, whose conscience is pure.
Trust not to your feelings for whatever they might be now, they will quickly be changed towards some other thing.
Jesus has many who love the kingdom of God, but few who bear a cross. He has many who desire His comfort, but few who desire His suffering. All want to rejoice with him, but few are willing to suffer for Him. He writes; there are many who admire his miracles, but there are few who follow in the humiliation of the cross.
Anyone who thinks hard work will never hurt you has never had to pay to have it done. Jesus now has many lovers of his Heavenly Kingdom, but few bearers of his cross.
He has great tranquillity of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men. He will easily be content and pacified, whose conscience is pure. You are not holier if you are praised, nor the more worthless if you are found fault with. What you are, that you are; neither by word can you be made greater than what you are in the sight of God.
Just like that. Gone forever. They will not grow old together. They will never live on a beach by the sea, their hair turned white, dancing in a living room to Billie Holiday or Nat Cole. They will not enter a New York club at midnight and show the poor hip-hop fools how to dance. They will not chuckle together over the endless folly of the world, its vanities and stupid ambitions. They will not hug each other in any chilly New York dawn. Oh, Mary Lou. My baby. My love.
Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, Which, to admire, we should not understand
Do you know how you tell real love? It's when someone else's interest trumps your own.
All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream
I have felt cats rubbing their faces against mine and touching my cheek with claws carefully sheathed. These things, to me, are expressions of love.
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
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