“Indeed, the more we find to love, the more we add to the measure of our hearts.”
Lloyd Alexander book The Black Cauldron
Source: The Black Cauldron
Source: The Chronicles of Prydain (1964–1968), Book II: The Black Cauldron (1965), Chapter 3
“Indeed, the more we find to love, the more we add to the measure of our hearts.”
Lloyd Alexander book The Black Cauldron
Source: The Black Cauldron
Olaf Stapledon book Sirius
Source: Sirius (1944), Chapter IV Youth (a conversation between Sirius and Plaxy).
Henri Barbusse (1873–1935) French novelist
Light (1919), Ch. XIX - Ghosts
Context: The truth is that the love of mankind is a single season among so many others. The truth is that we have within us something much more mortal than we are, and that it is this, all the same, which is all-important. Therefore we survive very much longer than we live. There are things we think we know and which yet are secrets. Do we really know what we believe? We believe in miracles. We make great efforts to struggle, to go mad. We should like to let all our good deserts be seen. We fancy that we are exceptions and that something supernatural is going to come along. But the quiet peace of the truth fixes us. The impossible becomes again the impossible. We are as silent as silence itself.
Prem Rawat (1957) controversial spiritual leader
Central Hall, Westminster, London, UK, November 2, 1971
1970s