It is a pleasure to stand upon the shore, and to see ships tost upon the sea: a pleasure to stand in the window of a castle, and to see a battle and the adventures thereof below: but no pleasure is comparable to standing upon the vantage ground of truth... and to see the errors, and wanderings, and mists, and tempests, in the vale below.
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Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves.
In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves.
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.
There's nothing like a Catholic wedding to make you wish life had a fast forward button.
There's nothing like a Catholic wedding to make you wish life had a fast forward button.
She who makes her husband and her children happy, who reclaims the one from vice, and trains up the other read more
She who makes her husband and her children happy, who reclaims the one from vice, and trains up the other to virtue, is a much greater character than the ladies described in romance, whose whole occupation is to murder mankind with shafts from their quiver or their eyes.
There would be no passion in this world if we never had to fight for what we love.
There would be no passion in this world if we never had to fight for what we love.
I love you; not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you; not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
You learn to put your emotional luggage where it will do some good, instead of using it to shit on read more
You learn to put your emotional luggage where it will do some good, instead of using it to shit on other people, or blow up aeroplanes.
Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn read more
Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I should simply recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten.
