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By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they read more
By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they perfume life; discouraged, they poison it.
Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, read more
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
The lion and the calf will lay down together, but the calf won't get much sleep..
The lion and the calf will lay down together, but the calf won't get much sleep..
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 most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom read more
The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.
Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them read more
Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them off or tighten them.
