All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
Occasionally in life there are those moments of
unutterable fulfillment which cannot be completely
explained by those symbols called words. Their
meanings can only be articulated by the inaudible
language of the heart
