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And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets read more
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.
You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the read more
You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.
Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.
Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness.
A kiss is but a kiss now! and no wave of a great flood that whirls me to the sea. read more
A kiss is but a kiss now! and no wave of a great flood that whirls me to the sea. But, as you will! we'll sit contentedly, and eat our pot of honey on the grave.
By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they read more
By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they perfume life; discouraged, they poison it.
Of all the tyrants the world affords,
Our own affections are the fiercest lords.
Of all the tyrants the world affords,
Our own affections are the fiercest lords.
You can do what you want, but saving love doesn't bring any interest.
You can do what you want, but saving love doesn't bring any interest.
That in the beginning when the world was young there were a great many thoughts but no such thing as read more
That in the beginning when the world was young there were a great many thoughts but no such thing as truth. Man made the truths himself and each truth was a composite of a great many vague thoughts. All about in the world were truths and they were all beautiful.
