Absence is to love what wind is to a fire; it puts out the little, it kindles the great.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it inflames the great.

When we have not what we love, we must love what we have. [Fr., Quand on n'a pas ce que l'on aime, Il faut aimer ce que l'on a.]

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.

As you know, God is generally on the side of the big squadrons against the small ones.

Absence is to love what wind is to a fire; it puts out the little, it kindles the great