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Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.
Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.
I don't think I can play any other way but all out. I enjoy the game so much because I'm read more
I don't think I can play any other way but all out. I enjoy the game so much because I'm putting so much into it.
Out of compassion I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and read more
Out of compassion I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and dispel all darkness from their lives.
To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.
To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.
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.
The force of truth that a statement imparts, then, its prominence among the hordes of recorded observations that I may read more
The force of truth that a statement imparts, then, its prominence among the hordes of recorded observations that I may optionally apply to my own life, depends, in addition to the sense that it is argumentatively defensible, on the sense that someone like me, and someone I like, whose voice is audible and who is at least notionally in the same room with me, does or can possibly hold it to be compellingly true.
Soul meets soul on lovers lips.
Soul meets soul on lovers lips.
If you judge people, you have no time to love them.
If you judge people, you have no time to love them.
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.
