If the sun were not in love, we would have no brightness,
the side of the hill no grass on it,
the ocean would come to rest somewhere.
Be a lover as they are, that you come to know your Beloved.
Be faithful that you may know Faith.
The other parts of the universe did not accept the next responsibility of love as you can.
They are afraid they might make a mistake with it, the inspired knowing that springs from being in love.
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.
The poem Caitlin read to me as part of her vows.