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Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.
Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more read more
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
Nature knows best, and she says, roar!
Nature knows best, and she says, roar!
He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.
He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
God is a concept by which we measure our pain.
God is a concept by which we measure our pain.
Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.
Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes, joy.
Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning;
One pain is less'ned by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, read more
Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning;
One pain is less'ned by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;
One desperate grief cures with another's languish.
