Chapter 248 A heart under four stones

To reduce the universe to one man, to expand the one man to God, is love. Love is the worship of the angels to the stars. How sorrowful is the soul, when it mourns for love! What a emptiness it is not to see the One who alone fills the heavens and the earth!Ah!How true it is that a lover becomes a god.It is not difficult to understand that God would be sad if the Father of all things had not created the universe for the sake of the soul, and the soul for love. To be able to see a smile from a distance under a white crepe hat with a purple ribbon is enough to send the soul into the palace of sweet dreams.

God is behind everything, but everything covers God.Things are black and people are opaque.To love someone is to make him transparent. Certain thoughts are prayers.Sometimes, no matter what the posture of the body, the soul is always on its knees. People who love each other but can't see each other have thousands of illusory and real things to deceive parting sorrow and hatred.Others do not allow them to meet, they cannot communicate with each other, but they can find countless mysterious communication methods.They send to each other the song of the birds, the scent of flowers, the laughter of children, the radiance of the sun, the sigh of the wind, the twinkle of the stars, the whole universe.What can't be done?God's whole business is in the service of love.Love is powerful enough to command nature to deliver letters for it.

Oh spring, you are a letter I wrote to her. The future still belongs more to the soul and less to the spirit.Love is the only thing that can occupy and fill eternity.For Wuji, it must be inexhaustible. Love is an integral part of the soul.Love and soul are of the same essence.Like the soul, love is the spark of God; like the soul, love is incorruptible, indivisible, and inexhaustible.Love is a source of fire in people's hearts, it is endless, endless, nothing can limit it, nothing can quench it.One feels it burns to the marrow and shines to the sky. Oh dear!worship!The intoxication of two hearts knowing each other, two emotions congenial, two eyes fixed on each other!You will come to me, won't you, happiness!Walk side by side in solitude!Happy, glorious days!I sometimes dream that time leaves the life of angels and comes to the lower world to accompany people's fate.

God cannot increase the happiness of those who love, except by granting them endless years.After a life of love, there is an eternal life of love, and that is indeed a gain; but it is impossible, even Neither can God.God is the saturation of heaven, and love is the saturation of the earth. When you look at a star, you have two motives, because it is luminous and because it is invisible.You have a softer radiance and a greater mystery around you, woman. Whoever we are, there is something we breathe.If we lack them, we lack air and cannot breathe.We shall die.Die for lack of love is unthinkable.Asphyxiation of the soul!

When love dissolves and blends two people into one blissful and divine unity, they have found the secret of life, and they are two poles of the same destiny, two wings of the same god.Love it, fly it! A woman comes to you and shines as she goes, and from that moment you are finished, you are loved.You have only one way to go, and focus all your energy on thinking about her to force her to think about you too. What love begins can only be completed by God. True love can chagrin and revel in a lost glove or a found handkerchief, and needs eternity in its fidelity and hope.It is simultaneously composed of infinitely large and infinitely small.

If you are a stone, you should be a magnet; if you are a plant, you should be a mimosa; if you are a person, you should be a lover. Love is insatiable.When you have happiness, you still think of Paradise; if you have Paradise, you still think of Heaven. You who are in love, all that is already in love.Find it on your own.Everything in the sky, everything in love, admiration; everything in love, not necessarily in the sky, love. "Will she still come to the Luxembourg Gardens?" "Not again, Monsieur." "She comes to mass in this chapel, doesn't she?" "She doesn't come here now." "She still lives in the house." Did she?" "She has moved away." "Where has she moved?" "She didn't say."

How miserable, not knowing where my soul is. There is childishness in love, pettiness in other affections.Feelings that make people small are shameful.The feelings that make people into children are precious! It's a weird thing, you know?I am in the dark.Someone took the sky away before leaving. Ah!To hold hands, shoulder to shoulder, to sleep together in the same grave, and to caress each other's fingertips in the dark from time to time, is enough for my eternal life. You who suffer from love, love more.To die for love is to live for love. love it.In this torment, there is a joyous scene of bleak starlight.There is bliss in extreme suffering.

O joy of the birds!That's because they have nests to live in and songs to sing. Love is the supreme pleasure of sucking the air of heaven. Deep hearts, wise elves, accept life according to God's arrangement.It is a long trial, an incomprehensible preparation for an unknown fate.This destiny, the real destiny, begins for man with his first step out of the grave.At this time, something will appear before his eyes, and he will begin to recognize the eternal destiny.Yongding, please think about this word carefully.The living can only see the Infinity, and Yongding can only be seen by the dead.Before you die, endure the pain for love, admire for hope.Unfortunately for those who only love the body, the shape, the appearance, alas!All of this will be wiped out with one death.Know to love the soul, and you will find it later.

I met a very poor young man in the street who was suffering from love.His hat was worn, his clothes frayed, his sleeves had holes, water soaked the soles of his shoes, and the stars shone into his soul. What a big deal, to be loved!What a greater matter, love!The heart is heroized by passion.There is nothing in the heart but that which is pure, and it clings to nothing but that which is noble and great.Evil thoughts cannot grow in this heart any more than nettles can grow on icebergs.The lofty and peaceful soul that cannot be grasped by lust and vulgar impulses stands high in the blue sky, suppressing the dark clouds and shadows in the world, madness, hypocrisy, hatred, vanity, and baseness, and only feels the deep shock from the bottom of fate, like a mountain peak Sense earthquakes.

If there is no love in the world, the sun will go out.