You May Also Like / View all maxioms
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.
The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.
The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.
The story of a love is not important - what is important is that one is capable of love. It read more
The story of a love is not important - what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.
What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking read more
What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking time? Most of our being is at rest, unlived. In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression outside of self. Passion is all that is other from self. Sex is only interesting when it releases passion. The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.
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?
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.
Mortal love is when sensuality is satisfied. True love is when love is sacrificed.
Mortal love is when sensuality is satisfied. True love is when love is sacrificed.
Beauty is desired in order that it may be befouled; not for its own sake, but for the joy brought read more
Beauty is desired in order that it may be befouled; not for its own sake, but for the joy brought by the certainty of profaning it.
