Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.

Love's over brimming mystery joins death and life. It has filled my cup of pain with joy.

The touch of an infinite mystery passes over the trivial and the familiar, making it break out into ineffable music... The trees, the stars, and the blue hills ache with a meaning which can never be uttered in words.

Only in love are unity and duality not in conflict.

We live in this world when we love it.