“..Love is in the depths of man as water is in the depths of the earth, and man suffers from not being able to enjoy this infinity that he carries within himself and for which he is made. It is necessary to dig deep into the soil of the soul through layers of aridity and bitterness in order to find love and to live on it.”
“..The profundity of love is inaccessible to man in his state of hardness, but it reveals itself outwardly in the language of art and also that of nature. In sacred art and virgin nature, the soul can taste by analogical anticipation something of the love which sleeps within it and of which it has only the nostalgia and not the experience..” -Frithjof Schuon