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!
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Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
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Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
. . . .
Endless torments dwell above thee:
Yet who would live, and live without thee!
The porcupine, whom one must handle gloved, May be respected, but is never loved.
The porcupine, whom one must handle gloved, May be respected, but is never loved.
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
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I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe!
To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute read more
To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute comfort and happiness.
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love.
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.
It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.
Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted read more
Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores?
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
