Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love! Then, Jack, her cheeks! her cheeks, Jack! so deeply blushing at the insinuations of her tell-tale eyes! Then, Jack, her lips! O, Jack, lips smiling at their own discretion! and, if not smiling, more sweetly pouting -- more lovely in sullenness! Then, Jack, her neck! O, Jack, Jack!
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Give love, and love to your life will flow.
People need loving the most when they deserve it the least.
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I spent a lot of time with a crown on my head. [On her beauty pageant days].
I spent a lot of time with a crown on my head. [On her beauty pageant days].
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There's a little truth in all jive, and a little jive in all truth.
When you get married you forget about kissing other women.
When you get married you forget about kissing other women.
To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.
To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.
Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
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The story of a love is not important - what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity.
