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The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will read more
The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will flow, For kindness grows in this way.
I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more read more
I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.
Marriage is like a bank account. You put it in, you take it out, you lose interest.
Marriage is like a bank account. You put it in, you take it out, you lose interest.
Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.
Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love -- any love -- reveals us in read more
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love -- any love -- reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
The aura of the theocratic death penalty for adultery still clings to America, even outside New England, and multiple divorce, read more
The aura of the theocratic death penalty for adultery still clings to America, even outside New England, and multiple divorce, which looks to the European like serial polygamy, is the moral solution to the problem of the itch. Love comes into it too, of course, but in Europe we tend to see marital love as an eternity which encompasses hate and also indifference: when we promise to love we really mean that we promise to honor a contract. Americans, seeming to take marriage with not enough seriousness, are really taking love and sex with too much.
I will tell you the truth as soon as I figure it out.
I will tell you the truth as soon as I figure it out.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
