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The greater the truth the greater the libel.
The greater the truth the greater the libel.
Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable read more
Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable --should persist after the beauty was gone.
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.
Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
Between truth and the search for it, I choose the second.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.
To love another person is to see the face of God.
To love another person is to see the face of God.
To be happy with a man you have to understand him a lot and love him less , but...to be read more
To be happy with a man you have to understand him a lot and love him less , but...to be happy with a woman you must love her a lot and never ever try to understand her !.
To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
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.
