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To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven.
To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven.
Everybody knows how to love but few people know how to stay in love with one person forever.
Everybody knows how to love but few people know how to stay in love with one person forever.
What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking read more
What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking time? Most of our being is at rest, unlived. In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression outside of self. Passion is all that is other from self. Sex is only interesting when it releases passion. The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.
The ocean asks for nothing but those
who stand by her shores
gradually attune themselves to her rhythm
Charles Dickens read more
The ocean asks for nothing but those
who stand by her shores
gradually attune themselves to her rhythm
Charles Dickens in David Copperfield.
Trouble is part of your life - if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you read more
Trouble is part of your life - if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.
I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.
Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before read more
Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain.
