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Yet how much less it were to gain,
Though thou hast left me free,
The loveliest things read more
Yet how much less it were to gain,
Though thou hast left me free,
The loveliest things that still remain,
Than thus remember thee.
Fair and softly goes far.
Fair and softly goes far.
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
If a man works like a horse for his money, there are a lot of girls anxious to take him read more
If a man works like a horse for his money, there are a lot of girls anxious to take him down the bridal path.
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever,
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever,
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.
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.
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.
