Keep coming up with new ways to love me.

Finally, get to know my love. Do me this favor, so I can see that you believe it. Do you have trouble believing that God could delight in his creation? Yet it’s true. Keep inventing new ways to love me. Wouldn't you be happier if you made me happy?

(Gabriela Bossis /1874–1950/, diary entry, April 24, 1939)