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Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.
Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.
I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.
I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.
To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission.
To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission.
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why read more
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. . . . It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
In science as in love, too much concentration on technique can often lead to impotence. No matter what, no matter read more
In science as in love, too much concentration on technique can often lead to impotence. No matter what, no matter where, it's always home, if love is there.
I seek for one as fair and gay,
But find none to remind me,
How blest the read more
I seek for one as fair and gay,
But find none to remind me,
How blest the hours pass'd away
With the girl I left behind me.
There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, read more
There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have read more
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall.rn
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.