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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 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.
The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose.
The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose.
The great seal of truth is simplicity.
The great seal of truth is simplicity.
Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.
Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.
It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now read more
It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart. When I look back on the pain of sex, the love like a wild fox so ready to bite, the antagonism that sits like a twin beside love, and contrast it with affection, so deeply unrepeatable, of two people who have lived a life together (and of whom one must die) it's the affection I find richer. It's that I would have again. Not all those doubtful rainbow colors.
Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can read more
Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.
Marriage is more than four bare legs in a bed.
Marriage is more than four bare legs in a bed.
