I love her now beyond all words; she sees it, - she reads it in my eyes, and in my whole manner towards her. When I succeed in cheering her up, or call forth her smiles, I am beside myself with delight. There is at present in my love something of the attachment of the faithful servant who loves his mistress. I often feel as if I ought to humble myself before her, as if my proper place were at her feet. She never can grow ugly, changed, or old to me. I accept everything, agree to everything, and worship her as she is.

Henryk Sienkiewicz, "Without Dogma"

...as light comes from the sun, so does happiness come from love.

Henryk Sienkiewicz, "Quo Vadis"