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Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can read more
Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.
Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear read more
Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.
And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?
And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?
To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in read more
To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.
Forever is composed of nows.
Forever is composed of nows.
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through
it. The river was cut by the world's read more
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through
it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over
rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are
timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of
the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise
Up between two eternities!
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise
Up between two eternities!
I have just got a new theory of eternity.
I have just got a new theory of eternity.
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.