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The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
The read more
The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,
And, oh! the eye was in itself a Soul!
The greatest treasures are those invisible to the eye but found by the heart.
The greatest treasures are those invisible to the eye but found by the heart.
A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. read more
A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."
Who doth not feel, until his failing sight
Faints into dimness with its own delight,
His changing read more
Who doth not feel, until his failing sight
Faints into dimness with its own delight,
His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess,
The might--the majesty of Loveliness?
A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
Rare is the union of beauty and purity.
Rare is the union of beauty and purity.
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should read more
Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.
Thou who hast
The fatal gist of beauty.
