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There is a time for all things -- except marriage my dear.
There is a time for all things -- except marriage my dear.
I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which read more
I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.
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.
Build a little fence of trust around today; Fill the space with loving deeds, And therein stay. Look not through read more
Build a little fence of trust around today; Fill the space with loving deeds, And therein stay. Look not through the sheltering bars Upon tomorrow; God will help thee bear what comes of joy and sorrow.
To understand is to perceive patterns.
To understand is to perceive patterns.
Love is like a balloon.. when you push your relationship with someone forward it is like blowing up the balloon. read more
Love is like a balloon.. when you push your relationship with someone forward it is like blowing up the balloon. If you blow too hard and too fast, the balloon pops and likewise the relationship breaks. But if you take things slowly and let the balloon of love stretch on its own, it grows into a huge, prosperous balloon, full of love. Also, if you don't push the relationship at all, or at least hold it at the same level it was at, the air will flow out of the balloon, deflating it, and your love will shrivel up and become flat & lifeless. So when you are in love, push the relationship forward slowly and gently and the balloon will grow comfortably into a strong, immense love.
I have said nothing because there is nothing I can say that would describe how I feel as perfectly as read more
I have said nothing because there is nothing I can say that would describe how I feel as perfectly as you deserve it.
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.
Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.
Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.