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And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens,
Are singing the selfsame strain.
And the wind that saddens, the sea that gladdens,
Are singing the selfsame strain.
There is no real evil in life, except great pain; all the rest is imaginary, and depends on the light read more
There is no real evil in life, except great pain; all the rest is imaginary, and depends on the light in which we view things.
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.
The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.
The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.
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.
When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
Pain is no evil unless it conquers us.
Pain is no evil unless it conquers us.
