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The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup brimming buttercuplet.
The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup brimming buttercuplet.
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.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
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.
Love is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at read more
Love is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at both ends
The tide sent into
the cleft of rock Neptune's
polyfingered hand of
welcome.
The tide sent into
the cleft of rock Neptune's
polyfingered hand of
welcome.
The best way to hold a man is in your arms.
The best way to hold a man is in your arms.
The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain; to show them we read more
The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain; to show them we love them not when we feel like it, but when they do.
