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A few weeks ago I bought a book that's called "Immortal Words". It's a collection of famous quotes from the centuries and, truly, it is the most useful and fascinating thing I think that I have ever bought. It tells you the quote but also tells you a little of the history behind the quote. =)
I love all the quotes in it, and I really don't think I can pick one. However, in English class we studied a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. It goes like this:
"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God chose,
I shall but love thee better after death"
I really have no idea why this poem jumped out at me in class and then again in this book. But there is just something about it that is so beautifully mesmerizing and exquisite.