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The eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for read more
The eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.
How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver read more
How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain
Unravelled from the trembling main
And threading the eye of a yellow star:--
So many time do I love again.
For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will read more
For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.
The thought manifests as the word. The word manifests as the deed. The deed develops into habit. And the habit read more
The thought manifests as the word. The word manifests as the deed. The deed develops into habit. And the habit hardens into character. So watch the thought and its ways with care. And let it spring from love, born out of concern for all beings. . -Buddha.
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, read more
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, read more
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
