There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the read more

There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the joy of life. The less said about life's sores the better.

Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
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Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.

Life is to be lived. If you have to support yourself, you had bloody well better find some way that read more

Life is to be lived. If you have to support yourself, you had bloody well better find some way that is going to be interesting. And you don't do that by sitting around wondering about yourself.

We pine for kindred natures
To mingle with our own.

We pine for kindred natures
To mingle with our own.

He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.

He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.

If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine.
- Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller,

If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine.
- Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller,

A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.

A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.

Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.

Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.