I came to love you too late, Oh Beauty, so ancient and so new... What did I know? You were inside me, and I was out of my body and mind, looking for you... You called to me and cried to me; you broke the bowl of my deafness; you uncovered your beams, and threw them at me...
Too late I loved you, O Beauty so ancient yet ever new! Too late I loved you! And, behold, you were within me, and I out of myself, and there I searched for you.
We pray least when we say most.
Love comes from within you. When you ask for love from one another, you miss the very source of love. When you give love to another, you find the source of love within you.
Inasmuch as love grows in you, so in you beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.