Let us permit nature to have her way. She understands her business better than we do.
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
War is the trade of Kings.
For truth has such a face and such a mien as to be loved needs only to be...
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children...
Loving, like prayer, is a power as well as a process. It’s curative....
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
