I think a man and a woman should choose each other for life, for the simple reason that a long life with all its accidents is barely enough for a man and a woman to understand each other and in this case to understand is to love.
I think a man and a woman should choose each other for life, for the simple reason that a long life with all its accidents is barely enough for a man and a woman to understand each other and in this case to understand is to love.
I balanced all, brought all to mind, the years to come seemed waste of breath, a waste of breath the years behind, in balance with this life, this death.
Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write.... I have always considered myself a voice of what I believe to be a greater renaissance the revolt of the soul against the intellect.
Life moves out of a red flare of dreams into a common light of common hours, until old age bring the red flare again.
Civilization is hoped together, brought under a rule, under the semblance of peace by manifold illusion, but Man's life is thought, and he, despite his terror, cannot cease, ravening through century after century ravening, raging and uprooting, that
No art can conquer the people alonethe people are conquered by an ideal of life upheld by authority.
The intellect of man is forced to choose Perfection of the life, or of the work, And if it take the second must refuse A heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
To me all things are made of the conflict of two states of consciousness, beings or persons which die each other's life, live each other's death. That is true of life death themselves.
On limestone quarried near the spot By his command these words are cut Cast a cold eye On life, on death. Horseman, pass by.
Death and life were not Till man made up the whole, Made lock, stock and barrel Out of his bitter soul.
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