But if Hugh dies first, would I ever be able to stop saying, we and say I? I doubt it. I do not think that death can take away the fact that Hugh and I are we and us, a new creature born of the time of our marriage vows, which has grown along with us as our marriage has grown. Even during the times, inevitable in all marriages, when I have felt angry, or alienated, the instinctive we remains. And most growth has come during times of trial.

To love anyone is to hope in him always. From the moment at which we begin to judge anyone, to limit our confidence in him, from the moment at which we identify [pigeonhole] him, and so reduce him to that, we cease to love him, and he ceases to be able to become better. We must dare to love in a world that does not know how to love.

When two people, lovers, or sometimes friends, have an enduring care for each other, allow each other to be human, faulted, flawed, but real, then being human becomes a glorious thing to be. If the human race ever makes progress, that is how.

Much of your happiness and joy in life will come from your ability to get along with people —but more importantly your decision to walk in love every day.

Get rid of the judgmental mindset and adopt one of love and acceptance towards people — including yourself.

Love is revealed progressively.

Walk in love and you will appreciate people for who they are.

Relationships are our primary teacher. They are the context in which we either grow into God consciousness, or deny ourselves and others the opportunity to do so.

Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.

There is great need for the preaching of love. God sometimes allows bitterness to arise between Christians, that they may view the terrible power of sin in their hearts and shrink back at the sight. How greatly a minister and his people should feel the importance of Christ's command to love one another. A life of great holiness will result, if we only but love each other as Christ loves us.

If we will have the kindness of others, we must endure their follies

Affection is the lively representment of any passion whatsoever, as if the figures stood not upon a cloth or board, but as if they were acting upon a stage.Wotton'sArchitecture.