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To love another person is to see the face of God.
To love another person is to see the face of God.
Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never.
Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never.
The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.
The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.
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.
For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of read more
For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of pleasure, assuage what I find of pain.
To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.
To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.
There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with read more
There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.
Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, read more
Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.
Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.
Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.
