“Riches take wings, comforts vanish, hope withers away,but love stays with us. Love is God.”
“Without hope, love dies and parts of you wither.”
“There are building blocks of love and the very bottom layer is comfort. (from Vanishing Acts)”
“God taking from us and loving us at the same time by providing comforters was a kind of spiritual equanimity. It seemed a phenomenon of life how a death insinuates us into the debt of those who stand by us in trouble and console us.”
“God loves us, but the devil takes an interest.”
“Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream that vanished with the morn:”