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In men, we various ruling passions find;
In women two almost divide the kind;
Those only fix'd, read more
In men, we various ruling passions find;
In women two almost divide the kind;
Those only fix'd, they first or last obey.
The love of pleasure, and the love of sway.
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel
force,
Something better than his dog, read more
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel
force,
Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community read more
The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.
All the passions are nothing else than different degrees of heat
and cold of the blood.
[Fr., Toutes read more
All the passions are nothing else than different degrees of heat
and cold of the blood.
[Fr., Toutes les passions ne sout autre chose que les divers
degres de la chaleur et de la froideur du sang.]
What to ourselves in passion we propose,
The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
What to ourselves in passion we propose,
The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In my heart's read more
Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.
For one heat, all know, doth drive out another,
One passion doth expel another still.
For one heat, all know, doth drive out another,
One passion doth expel another still.
Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for the time, leave us the weaker ever read more
Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for the time, leave us the weaker ever after.
