Listening Is Love In Action.

Why Do Some People Always See Beautiful Skies And Grass And Lovely Flowers And Incredible Human Beings, While Others Are Hard-pressed To Find Anything Or Any Place That Is Beautiful?

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

Each Man Lives Love In His Limited Fashion And Does Not Seem To Relate The Resultant Confusion And Loneliness To His Lack Of Knowledge About Love.

The Life And Love We Create Is The Life And Love We Live.

One Must Never Be Satisfied With His Ability To Love. No Matter Where He Is, It Is Always Just A Beginning.