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It is sad not to love, but it is much sadder not to be able to love.
It is sad not to love, but it is much sadder not to be able to love.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
The porcupine, whom one must handle gloved, May be respected, but is never loved.
The porcupine, whom one must handle gloved, May be respected, but is never loved.
The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that’s read more
If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that’s his problem. Love and peace are eternal.
Many people when they fall in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can read more
Many people when they fall in love look for a little haven of refuge from the world, where they can be sure of being admired when they are not admirable, and praised when they are not praiseworthy.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
To live is to love; all reason is against it; instinct is for it.
To live is to love; all reason is against it; instinct is for it.
Love conquers all, and let us yield to it. —Omnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori
Love conquers all, and let us yield to it. —Omnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori
