If I speak with the tongue of men and of angels...
... but have not Love...
... I become as sounding brass or clanging cymbal
And if I have the gift of prophecy...
... and know all mysteries and all knowledge
And if I have all faith so as to remove mountains...
... but have not Love...
... I am nothing
Love suffers long and is kind
Love bears all things
Believes all things
Hopes all things
Love never fails
But whether there be no prophecies, they shall fail
Whether there be tongues, they shall cease
Whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away
And now shall abide...
... faith, hope and Love
These three
But the greatest of these...
... is Love

~ A Symphony- Three Colors Blue - Kieslowski.