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Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.
Out of compassion I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and read more
Out of compassion I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and dispel all darkness from their lives.
I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which read more
I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.
Those who consciousness is unified abandon all attachment to the results of action and attain supreme peace. But those whose read more
Those who consciousness is unified abandon all attachment to the results of action and attain supreme peace. But those whose desires are fragmented, who are selfishly attached to the results of their work, are bound in everything they do.
Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.
Love isn't an emotion or an instinct--it's an art.
NEIGHBOR, n. One whom we are commanded to love as ourselves, and who does all he knows how to make read more
NEIGHBOR, n. One whom we are commanded to love as ourselves, and who does all he knows how to make us disobedient.
It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now read more
It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart. When I look back on the pain of sex, the love like a wild fox so ready to bite, the antagonism that sits like a twin beside love, and contrast it with affection, so deeply unrepeatable, of two people who have lived a life together (and of whom one must die) it's the affection I find richer. It's that I would have again. Not all those doubtful rainbow colors.
I desire not to desire, for my will is without value, since I am ignorant in any case. Therefore choose read more
I desire not to desire, for my will is without value, since I am ignorant in any case. Therefore choose Thou for me what thou knowest to be best and do not put my perdition in what my autonomy and free choice prefer.
Better to have loved a short man than never to have loved a tall.
Better to have loved a short man than never to have loved a tall.