Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which.
Today will die tomorrow.
To have read the greatest works of any great poet, to have beheld or heard the greatest works of any great painter or musician, is a possession added to the best things of life.
Change lays her hand not upon the truth.
I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end
I remember the way we parted, The day and the way we met; You hoped we were both broken-hearted And knew we should both forget.
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Fate is a sea without a shore, and the soul is a rock that abides.
Love, as is told by the seers of old, Comes as a butterfly tipped with gold, Flutters and flies in sunlit skies, Weaving round hearts that were one time cold.
I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep Of what may come hereafter For men that sow to reap: I am weary of days and hours, Blown buds of barren flowers, Desires and dreams and powers And everything but sleep.
The sweetest flowers in all the world- A baby's hands.
Time stoops to no man's lure.
If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing weather.
Wherever there is a grain of loyalty there is a glimpse of freedom.
Let weakness learn meekness.
There is no God found stronger than death; and death is a sleep.
For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered isgrief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
Hope knows not if fear speaks truth, nor fear whether hope be blind as she.
From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.
If you were Queen of pleasure And I were King of pain We'd hunt down Love together, Pluck out his flying-feather, And teach his feet a measure, And find his mouth a rein; If you were Queen of pleasure And I were King of pain.
Fear that makes faith may break faith.
The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty ... a man with no loyalty in him, with no sense of love or reverence or devotion due to something outside and above his poor daily life, with its pains and pleasures, profits and losses, is as evil a case as man can be.
In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part.
The delight that consumes the desire, The desire that outruns the delight.
And the best and the worst of this is That neither is most to blame, If you have forgotten my kisses And I have forgotten your name.
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