I have a brother and sister; my mother does not care for thought, and father, too busy with his briefs to notice what we do. He buys me many books, but begs me not to read them, because he fears they joggle the mind.
The heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.
I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.
In this short Life that only lasts an hour
How much – how little – is within our power.
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
We turn not older with years but newer every day.
One step at a time is all it takes to get you there.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
Parting is all we know of heaven, and all we need of hell.
That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
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