Even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Love never dies a natural death
Love never dies of a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source, it dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illnesses and wounds, it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never of natural death.
Joy will burn out pain
Find a place where there’s joy / and the joy will burn out the pain.