I think that even the food that is set before them they accept without any pleasure. For there is an underground stream that nourishes the root of a plant, and their souls too are sustained by a celestial fire. One who loves his neighbour can never tolerate slanderers, but rather runs from them as from fire. He who says that he loves the Lord but is angry with his brother is like a man who dreams that he is running. Love is the state of angels.
Love is the progress of eternity.