“I would tell you more of Him, but how shall I? When love becomes vast love becomes wordless. And when memory is overladen it seeks the silent deep.” MemoriesLove IsSilent Book:Kahlil Gibran: Masterpieces Source: Kahlil Gibran: Masterpieces
“Thou silent power, whose welcome sway charms every anxious thought away; in whose divine oblivion drown'd, sore pain and weary toil grow mild, love is with kinder looks beguiled, and Grief forgets her fondly cherish'd wound; oh, whither hast thou flown, indulgent god? God of kind shadows and of healing dews, whom dost thou touch with thy Lethaean rod? Around whose temples now thy opiate airs diffuse?” LooksKindPainGrowsForgetLove IsGriefHealingAirDivineShadowSilentWoundsWelcomeCharmTemplesCherishAnxiousWearyToilOblivionDewKinderOpiatesAnxious ThoughtsSilent Power Book:Poetical Works of Akenside Source: Poetical Works of Akenside
“For converse among men, beautiful persons have less need of the mind's commending qualities. Beauty in itself is such a silent orator, that it is ever pleading for respect and liking, and by the eyes of others is ever sending, to their hearts for love.” MenNeedsMindHeartPersonsEyeBeautifulLove IsQualityBeautySilentConversesPleadingOratorsBeautiful Person Book:Resolves: divine, moral and political Source: Resolves: divine, moral and political
“Is it love that connects us, is that what it is? I never knew that the feeling I have is regular old love because it's so-intricate. Perhaps there is another name for it, one we don't yet know. I used to think that love was simple and noticeable, like rain falling, so that just as you'd look at your skin and say Water, you would also wake in the morning and say Love. But it has been underneath, this new and old thing I feel, subterranean, silent and steady, like blood, rushing along and along without often making itself known.” ThinkingKnowsFeelsLooksHas BeensFeelingsUsedFallNamesWaterSimpleLove IsKnownMorningBloodRainSkinsSilentSteadyRushingIntricateOld ThingsOld LoveRain Falling Author:Jane Hamilton