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Fair and softly goes far.
Fair and softly goes far.
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.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
The greater the truth the greater the libel.
The greater the truth the greater the libel.
Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.
Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.
The aura of the theocratic death penalty for adultery still clings to America, even outside New England, and multiple divorce, read more
The aura of the theocratic death penalty for adultery still clings to America, even outside New England, and multiple divorce, which looks to the European like serial polygamy, is the moral solution to the problem of the itch. Love comes into it too, of course, but in Europe we tend to see marital love as an eternity which encompasses hate and also indifference: when we promise to love we really mean that we promise to honor a contract. Americans, seeming to take marriage with not enough seriousness, are really taking love and sex with too much.
Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that.
Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that.
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is read more
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.
Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.
