Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?

Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really read more

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift. He told me that once he forgot himself and opened up like a door with a loose latch and everything fell out and he tried for days to put it all back in the proper order, but he finally gave up and left if there in a pile and loved everything equally. thanks to a subscriber!

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

rnAbsence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

rnAbsence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.

My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.

Love: A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred read more

Love: A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder.

As you continue to send out love, the energy returns to you in a regenerating spiral... As love accumulates, it read more

As you continue to send out love, the energy returns to you in a regenerating spiral... As love accumulates, it keeps your system in balance and harmony. Love is the tool, and more love is the end product.

Oh, tell me whence Love cometh!
Love comes uncall'd, unsent.
Oh, tell me where Love goeth!
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Oh, tell me whence Love cometh!
Love comes uncall'd, unsent.
Oh, tell me where Love goeth!
That was not Love that went.

Those who ask for love in return are coolies demanding wages.

Those who ask for love in return are coolies demanding wages.