“It is always some consolation in sorrow to feel that it is shared, and any burden laid on several is carried more lightly or removed.”
Heloise“It is always some consolation in sorrow to feel that it is shared, and any burden laid on several is carried more lightly or removed.”
Heloise, The Letters of Abelard and Heloise“Let me have a faithful account of all that concerns you; I would know everything, be it ever so unfortunate. Perhaps by mingling my sighs with yours I may make your sufferings less, for it is said that all sorrows divided are made lighter.”
Héloïse d'Argenteuil, The Letters of Abélard and Héloïse“[A]s though mindful of the wife of Lot, who looked back from behind him, thou deliveredst me first to the sacred garments and monastic profession before thou gavest thyself to God. And for that in this one thing thou shouldst have had little trust in me I vehemently grieved and was ashamed. For I (God [knows]) would without hesitation precede or follow thee to the Vulcanian fires according to thy word. For not with me was my heart, but with thee. But now, more than ever, if it be not with thee, it is nowhere. For without thee it cannot anywhere exist.”
Héloïse d'Argenteuil, The Letters of Abélard and Héloïse“Would that thy love, beloved, had less trust in me, that it might be more anxious!”
Héloïse d'Argenteuil, The Letters of Abélard and Héloïse“Heloise learned to love Abelard solely for who he was. That forbidden love brought her nothing but pain, but she would rather have shame and pain with Abelard than peace and happiness without him.”
Gary Thomas, Sacred Marriage: What If God Designed Marriage to Make Us Holy More Than to Make Us Happy?“It became evident, that in Paris, only one man could fulfil Heloise’s educational needs, Peter (or as the French called him, Pierre) Abelard, a thirty-seven year old philosopher and teacher”
Emily Williams, Letters to Eloise“We have scholars galore, and kings and emperors, and statesmen and military leaders, and artists in profusion, and inventors, discoverers, explorers - but where are the great lovers? After a moment's reflection one is back to Abelard and Heloise, or Anthony and Cleopatra, or the story of the Taj Mahal. So much of it is fictive, expanded and glorified by the poverty-stricken lovers whose prayers are answered only by myth and legend.”
Henry Miller“Against the disease of writing one must take special precautions, since it is a dangerous and contagious disease.”
Pierre Abélard, The Letters of Abélard and Héloïse“Art is anything you can get lost in. A place to escape and a place to find yourself.”
Heloise Clough, The Art of Being a Little Bit Crazy“Our past sins, our fractured lives--soon nothing but drowned stars in dark skies.”
Beatriz Fitzgerald Fernandez, Shining from a Different Firmament