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The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain,
And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness read more
The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain,
And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness of the strain.
- Sarah Williams ("Saidie"),
They can't hurt you unless you let them.
They can't hurt you unless you let them.
Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others pain And perish read more
Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others pain And perish in our own.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire; the size of your dream; and how read more
The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire; the size of your dream; and how you handle disappointment along the way.
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more read more
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
Man endures pain as an undeserved punishment; woman accepts it as a natural heritage.
Man endures pain as an undeserved punishment; woman accepts it as a natural heritage.
Maturity is a bitter disappointment for which no remedy exists, unless laughter can be said to remedy anything.
Maturity is a bitter disappointment for which no remedy exists, unless laughter can be said to remedy anything.
