It is a pleasure to stand upon the shore, and to see ships tost upon the sea: a pleasure to read more

It is a pleasure to stand upon the shore, and to see ships tost upon the sea: a pleasure to stand in the window of a castle, and to see a battle and the adventures thereof below: but no pleasure is comparable to standing upon the vantage ground of truth... and to see the errors, and wanderings, and mists, and tempests, in the vale below.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy read more

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.

It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to read more

It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty every day than to say pretty things from time to time.

Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable read more

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable --should persist after the beauty was gone.

People may or may not say what they mean ... but they always say something designed to get what they read more

People may or may not say what they mean ... but they always say something designed to get what they want.

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more read more

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

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.

There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.

There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.