God is behind all things, but all things hide God. Things are black, creatures are opaque. To love a being, is to render her transparent. Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.
Separated lovers deceive absence by a thousand chimerical things which still have their reality.
They commission the song of the birds, the perfume of flowers, the laughter of children, the light of the sun, the sighs of the wind, the beams of the stars, the whole creation. All the works of God were made to serve love. Love is powerful enough to charge all nature with its messages. The future belongs still more to the heart than to the mind. To love is the only thing which can occupy and fill up eternity.