The fellow mixes blood with his colors.

The fellow mixes blood with his colors.

There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the read more

Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

Just like you wouldn't give a book to someone who doesn't know how to read, don't give your heart to read more

Just like you wouldn't give a book to someone who doesn't know how to read, don't give your heart to someone who doesn't know how to love.

Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love.

Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love.

Well, something must be done for May,
The time is drawing nigh--
To figure in the Catalogue,
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Well, something must be done for May,
The time is drawing nigh--
To figure in the Catalogue,
And woo the public eye.
Something I must invent and paint;
But oh my wit is not
Like one of those kind substantives
That answer Who and What?

The path to the Mideast
is littered
with Nobel peace laureates
who have not yet achieved
what can only read more

The path to the Mideast
is littered
with Nobel peace laureates
who have not yet achieved
what can only be achieved in
each heart.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.

In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.

In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.