Ponder the fact that God has made you a gardener, to root out vice and plant virtue.
St. Catherine Of SienaRead
It is the nature of love to love as much as we feel we are loved and to love whatever the one we love loves.
Interpretation
Love is reciprocal and often reflects how much we feel loved in return while also embracing the passions of our beloved.
This quote from St. Catherine of Siena highlights the reciprocal nature of love, suggesting that our capacity to love is often influenced by how loved we feel ourselves. Furthermore, it implies that true love extends to caring for the interests and passions of the one we love, indicating a deep connection that goes beyond mere affection to encompass empathy and shared interests.
In practice
This quote can be shared at a wedding ceremony to emphasize the mutual nature of love between partners.
Ponder the fact that God has made you a gardener, to root out vice and plant virtue.
When it seems that God shows us the faults of others, keep on the safer side-it may be that your judgment is false. On your lips let silence abide. And any vice that you may ascribe to others, ascribe at once to them and yourself, in true humility. If that vice really exists in a person, he will correct himself better, seeing himself so gently understood, and will say of his own accord the thing that you would have said to him.
O unfathomable depth! O Deity eternal! O deep ocean! What more could You give me than to give me Yourself?
To a brave man, good and bad luck are like his left and right hand. He uses both.
There is no perfect virtue-none that bears fruit- unless it is exercised by means of our neighbor.
Eternal Trinity... mystery deep as the sea, You could give me no greater gift than the gift of Yourself. For You are a fire ever burning and never consumed, which itself consumes all the selfish love that fills my being.
Love, n. A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder. This disease, like caries and many other ailments, is prevalent only among civilized races living under artificial conditions; barbarous nations breathing pure air and eating simple food enjoy immunity from its ravages. It is sometimes fatal, but more frequently to the physician than to the patient.
Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist.
The worst prison would be a closed heart.
The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplacable being.
Your hair is winter fire January embers My heart burns there, too.
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