“there are four degrees of love: 1) Love of self for self's sake. 2) Love of God for self's sake. 3) Love of God for God's own sake. 4) Love of self for God's sake.” MindHeartSoulSelfFourSelf LoveDegreesSakeGod Love Author:Bernard of Clairvaux
“Four sweet lips, two pure souls, and one undying affection, - these are love's pretty ingredients for a kiss.” TwoSoulFourSweetPureKissingLipsAffectionIngredientsPure Soul Author:Christian Nestell Bovee
“Nature that framed us of four elements, Warring within our breasts for regiment, Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds: Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, And measure every wandering planet's course, Still climbing after knowledge infinite, And always moving as the restless spheres, Wills us to wear ourselves, and never rest, Until we reach the ripest fruit of all, That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.” WorldMindStillsSoulMovingCoursesPerfectTeachFourPlanetsSweetElementsInfiniteFruitArchitectureWanderBlissBreastsFacultyClimbingSpheresSoleCrownsRestlessWondrousFramedFelicityFruitionAlways MovingFour Elements Author:Christopher Marlowe
“Carnal reason is an enemy to faith: it is ever crossing and contradicting it. It will never be well with thee, Christian, so long as thou art swayed by carnal reason, and you rely more upon thy five senses, than upon the four Evangelists. As the body lives by breathing, so the soul lives by believing.” BelieveWellsLongArtSoulReasonBodyChristianEnemyFiveFourSensesTheeBreathingRelyLive ByCrossingsContradictingEvangelistsFive SensesSoul Life Author:Thomas Brooks
“Of course, now I am too old to be much of a fisherman, and now of course I usually fish the big waters alone, although some friends think I shouldn't. Like many fly fishermen in western Montana where the summer days are almost Arctic in length, I often do not start fishing until the cool of the evening. Then in the Arctic half-light of the canyon, all existence fades to a being with my soul and memories and the sounds of the Big Blackfoot River and a four-count rhythm and the hope that a fish will rise.” ThinkingSoulBigsLightCoursesSoundWaterMemoriesExistenceHalfFourSeaSummerRiversWesternFishesBoatRhythmMy SoulEveningLakesFishingLengthFadesFishermanMontanaArcticCanyonsFly FishingSummer DaysRivers And Water Book:A River Runs Through It Source: A River Runs Through It