Nothing makes a man so humble as love.
We perform the offices of servants to our friends, and are not ashamed; we are even thankful for the opportunity of serving them. We do not spare our property, and often not even our persons; for at times, dangers are also encountered for him that is loved.
No envy, no calumny is there, where there is genuine love. We not only do not slander our friends, but we stop the mouth of slanderers.
All is gentleness and mildness. Not a trace of strife and contention appears. Everything breathes peace.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
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