Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low.

Love, like a lamp, needs to be fed out of another's heart, or its flame burns low.

The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.

You cannot sift out the poor from the community. The poor are indispensable to the rich.

I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note - torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.

There is no friendship, no love, like that of the parent for the child.