O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?

O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?

To love another person is to see the face of God.

To love another person is to see the face of God.

In necessary things, unity; in doubtful things, liberty; in all things, charity.

In necessary things, unity; in doubtful things, liberty; in all things, charity.

The pursuit of truth will set you free; even if you never catch up with it.

The pursuit of truth will set you free; even if you never catch up with it.

Love is like a balloon.. when you push your relationship with someone forward it is like blowing up the balloon. read more

Love is like a balloon.. when you push your relationship with someone forward it is like blowing up the balloon. If you blow too hard and too fast, the balloon pops and likewise the relationship breaks. But if you take things slowly and let the balloon of love stretch on its own, it grows into a huge, prosperous balloon, full of love. Also, if you don't push the relationship at all, or at least hold it at the same level it was at, the air will flow out of the balloon, deflating it, and your love will shrivel up and become flat & lifeless. So when you are in love, push the relationship forward slowly and gently and the balloon will grow comfortably into a strong, immense love.

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not read more

Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not even a bad photograph. Truth wants to be startled abruptly, at one stroke, from her self-immersion, whether by uproar, music or cries for help.

The uncommitted life isn't worth living.

The uncommitted life isn't worth living.

If you love somebody, let them go. If they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.

If you love somebody, let them go. If they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.

Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles read more

Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love! Then, Jack, her cheeks! her cheeks, Jack! so deeply blushing at the insinuations of her tell-tale eyes! Then, Jack, her lips! O, Jack, lips smiling at their own discretion! and, if not smiling, more sweetly pouting -- more lovely in sullenness! Then, Jack, her neck! O, Jack, Jack!