“Love is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.”

“The story of a love is not important. What is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.”

“--"There is no justice in love...it is only the glimpse or parable of an incomprehensible reality... the eternal breaking in on the the temporal.”

“You swore you loved me, and laughed and warned me that you would not love me forever. I did not hear you. You were speaking in a language I did not understand. Never, never, I can conceive of a love which is able to foresee its own termination. Love is its own eternity. Love is in every moment of its being: all time. It is the only glimpse we are permitted of what eternity is. So I did not hear you. The words were nonsense.”

“Now we are creatures of the darknessBlessed with eternal love to last!”The knowing dawned on me with sharpnessEnhanced by glimpses of the past.”

“Perhaps we are all too small-minded to glimpse creation, even out little corner of it.”