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The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.
The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.
Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.
Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.
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.
Anyway, no drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the source of our read more
Anyway, no drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the source of our troubles, we shouldn't test people for drugs, we should test them for stupidity, ignorance, greed and love of power.
Compassion has no place in the natural order of the world which operates on the basis of necessity. Compassion opposes read more
Compassion has no place in the natural order of the world which operates on the basis of necessity. Compassion opposes this order and is therefore best thought of as being in some way supernatural.
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.
No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.
No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.
O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?
O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?
