To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.
As to the gods, I have no means of knowing either that they exist or that they do not exist. For many are the obstacles that impede knowledge, both the obscurity of the question and the shortness of human life.
Three things are necessary for the salvation of man: to know what he ought to believe； to know what he ought to desire； and to know what he ought to do.
