“A token of love comes in a box because love itself cannot be contained.”

“Love seems to be something to approach with caution, as if you'd come across a wrapped box in the middle of the street and have no idea what it contains.”

“I don’t know what’s in the box, but I love it. Unopened gifts contain hope.
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“Suffering is nothing by itself. But suffering shared with the passion of Christ is a wonderful gift, the most beautiful gift, a token of love.”

“Love is not a product of reasonings and statistics. It just comes-none knows whence-and cannot explain itself.”

“Love fills everything. It cannot be desired because it is an end in itself. It cannot betray because it has nothing to do with possession. It cannot be held prisoner because it is a river and will overflow its banks. Anyone who tries to imprison love will cut off the spring that feeds it, and the trapped water will grow stagnant.”