Love Creates An "us" Without Destroying The

Man Is Happiest When He Is Creating. In Fact, The Highest State Of Which Man Is Capable Lies In The Creative Act.

Love Revels In And Grows In The Moment And The Joy Of The Moment.

To Place Your Ideas And Your Dreams Before The Crowd Is To Risk Being Called Naive.

To Live In Love Is To Live In Life, And To Live In Life Is To Live In Love

When You Love Someone You Do Not Love Them All The Time, In Exactly The Same Way, From Moment To Moment. It Is An Impossibility. It Is Even A Lie To Pretend To. And Yet This Is Exactly What Most Of Us Demand. We Have So Little Faith In The Ebb And Flow Of Life, Of Love, Of Relationships. We Leap At The Flow Of The Tide And Resist In Terror Its Ebb. We Are Afraid It Will Never Return. We Insist On Permanency, On Duration, On Continuity; When The Only Continuity Possible, In Life As In Love, Is In Growth, In Fluidity - In Freedom