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Love is the poetry of the senses.
Love is the poetry of the senses.
I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.
I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.
They received the use of the five operations of the Lord and in
the sixth place he imparted them read more
They received the use of the five operations of the Lord and in
the sixth place he imparted them understanding, and in the
seventh speech, an interpreter of the cogitations thereof.
I was walking down the street with my friend and he said 'I hear music,' as though there's any other read more
I was walking down the street with my friend and he said 'I hear music,' as though there's any other way to take it in. 'You're not special. That's how I receive it too... I tried to taste it, but it did not work.'
The best smell in the world is that man that you love.
The best smell in the world is that man that you love.
Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.
Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.
Develop a built-in bullshit detector.
Develop a built-in bullshit detector.
I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other read more
I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other senses I might blind my soul altogether.
I would rather have eyes that cannot see; ears that cannot hear; lips that cannot speak, than a heart that read more
I would rather have eyes that cannot see; ears that cannot hear; lips that cannot speak, than a heart that cannot love