Paradise is where I am

Like a first love, the place where peace is first found is never, ever forgotten.

Peace is always beautiful.

Wherever my travels may lead, paradise is where I am.

that paradise awaits,

I am always in love.

Any place you love is the world to you.

Whenever we can manage to love without
expectations,
calculations,
negotiations,
we are indeed in heaven.

The soul takes flight to the world that is invisible but there arriving she is sure of bliss and forever dwells in paradise.

Where love is, there God is also.

Where love is, there God is also.

This is the most beautiful place on earth.
There are many such places. Every man, every woman, carries in heart and mind the image of the ideal place, the right place, the one true home, known or unknown, actual or visionary. A houseboat in Kashmir, a view down Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn, a gray gothic farmhouse two stories high at the end of a red dog road in the Allegheny Mountains, a cabin on the shore of a blue lake in spruce and fir country, a greasy alley near the Hoboken waterfront, or even, possibly, for those of a less demanding sensibility, the world to be seen from a comfortable apartment high in the tender, velvety smog of Manhattan, Chicago, Paris, Tokyo, Rio, or Rome — there's no limit to the human capacity for the homing sentiment.

Love is ever new because it never groweth old.

Love always leads to love.