Until you can love what the truth would teach you about yourself... then your love is incomplete.
Love is effortless attention.
Act on what you love, not from what you fear, and watch how fear fades as love grows.
Real love cannot be deceived because it wants nothing outside of itself
Everything passes. There is great beauty in this, both in the passing of pain and in the passing of pleasure. When things present themselves to you as permanent, don't believe it.
All we will ever know and share about love, humility, compassion, and sacrifice - the secrets that will reveal and then resolve old sorrows - awaits us within ourselves.