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The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all read more
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennuis, vanish,--all duties even.
I never met a man I didn't like.
I never met a man I didn't like.
Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles; but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects; read more
Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles; but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects; that of the other, like enlarging monsters with a microscope.
The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain, to show them that read more
The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection, and not a fountain, to show them that we love them, not when we feel like it, but when they do
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
The affections are like lightning: you cannot tell where they will strike till they have fallen.
The affections are like lightning: you cannot tell where they will strike till they have fallen.
A woman's life is a history of the affections.
A woman's life is a history of the affections.
You can search throughout the entire universe for someone who is more deserving of your love and affection than you read more
You can search throughout the entire universe for someone who is more deserving of your love and affection than you are yourself, and that person is not to be found anywhere. You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe deserve your love and affection.
I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be read more
I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.
