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A woman's life is a history of the affections.
A woman's life is a history of the affections.
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all read more
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennuis, vanish,--all duties even.
The affections are like lightning: you cannot tell where they will strike till they have fallen.
The affections are like lightning: you cannot tell where they will strike till they have fallen.
He who does not see the angels and devils in the beauty and malice of life will be far removed read more
He who does not see the angels and devils in the beauty and malice of life will be far removed from knowledge, and his spirit will be empty of affection.
The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain, to show them that read more
The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain, to show them that we love them, not when we feel like it, but when they do
I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be read more
I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup brimming buttercuplet.
The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup brimming buttercuplet.
Every gift, though it be small, is in reality great if given with affection.
Every gift, though it be small, is in reality great if given with affection.
