“I once knew a very old married couple who radiated a profound happiness. The wife, especially, who was almost unable to move because of her age and illness, possessed a kind face, etched with a hundred lines by the joys and sufferings of many years. She exhibited such a gratitude for life that I was touched to the quick.
I asked myself what could possibly be the source of this kindly person’s radiance. In so many respects they were quite ordinary people, and their home indicated only the most modest comforts.
Suddenly I saw where it all came from. I saw these two speaking to each other, and their eyes hanging upon each other. It became clear to me that this woman was dearly loved.
It was not that she was loved all those years by her husband because she was a cheerful pleasant person. It was the other way around. Because she was so loved, she became the person I saw before me.”