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The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, while the heart of the fool is in the read more
The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, while the heart of the fool is in the house of entertainment.
You can't expect to prevent negative feelings altogether. And you can't expect to experience positive feelings all the time. The read more
You can't expect to prevent negative feelings altogether. And you can't expect to experience positive feelings all the time. The Law of Emotional Choice directs us to acknowledge our feelings but also to refuse to get stuck in the negative ones.
Ama me fideliter!
Fidem meam noto:
De corde totaliter
Et ex mente tota,
Sum presentialiter
Absens in remota."
Lat: "Love read more
Ama me fideliter!
Fidem meam noto:
De corde totaliter
Et ex mente tota,
Sum presentialiter
Absens in remota."
Lat: "Love me faithfully!/See how I am faithful:/With all my heart/And all my soul/I am with you/Though I am far away. - Carmina Burana, "Omnia Sol Temperat".
A few observation and much reasoning lead to error; many observations and a little reasoning to truth.
A few observation and much reasoning lead to error; many observations and a little reasoning to truth.
Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves. Its eternal goal is life.
Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves. Its eternal goal is life.
Love is just a word until it is proven to you.
Love is just a word until it is proven to you.
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.
There's a little truth in all jive, and a little jive in all truth.
There's a little truth in all jive, and a little jive in all truth.
For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of read more
For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of pleasure, assuage what I find of pain.
