vampyre_princess wrote:If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
-- 1 Corintians (1-13)
Okay so I get that not everyone is religious but I think the 2nd paragraph in this quote sums up true love perfectly. What about everyone else?
A word made from countless tiny pieces of glass.
Some of them are edgy and pointed,
Others round and worn off.
Some are light, others are a darker colour.
Most of them are quite big and easily visible but there are also much smaller, more subtle pieces.
Most of them are clear and translucent.
Some though are quite opaque.
But all of them put together make a beautiful mosaic.
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