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And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as
unto children, My son, despise not thou the read more
And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as
unto children, My son, despise not thou the chastening of the
Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him:
For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son
whom he receiveth.
We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the read more
We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.
At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.
At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing read more
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.