Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.

Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.

Build a little fence of trust around today; Fill the space with loving deeds, And therein stay. Look not through read more

Build a little fence of trust around today; Fill the space with loving deeds, And therein stay. Look not through the sheltering bars Upon tomorrow; God will help thee bear what comes of joy and sorrow.

Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.

Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy read more

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.

Love , if you have it , you don't need anything else...and if you don't have it , it harldy read more

Love , if you have it , you don't need anything else...and if you don't have it , it harldy matters what else you have .

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do read more

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object.

"Not to admire, is all the art I know
(Plain truth, dear Murray, needs few flowers of speech)
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"Not to admire, is all the art I know
(Plain truth, dear Murray, needs few flowers of speech)
To make men happy, or to keep them so."
(So take it in the very words of Creech)
Thus Horace wrote we all know long ago;
And thus Pope quotes the precept to re-teach
From his translation; but had none admired,
Would Pope have sung, or Horace been inspired?

Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn read more

Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I should simply recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten.