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Nunc scio quit sit amor."
Lat., "Now I know what love is.
Nunc scio quit sit amor."
Lat., "Now I know what love is.
Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.
Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.
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.
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is read more
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.
The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.
The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.
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.
Love and marriage, love and marriage go together like a horse and carriage. Dad was told by mother. You can't read more
Love and marriage, love and marriage go together like a horse and carriage. Dad was told by mother. You can't have one without the other.
The cure for all ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrows and the crimes of humanity, all lie in the read more
The cure for all ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrows and the crimes of humanity, all lie in the one word 'love.' It is the divine vitality that everywhere produces and restores life.
Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not read more
Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not even a bad photograph. Truth wants to be startled abruptly, at one stroke, from her self-immersion, whether by uproar, music or cries for help.
