Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust; hatred alone is immortal.
Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust; hatred alone is immortal.
There is a feeling of Eternity in youth, which makes us amends for everything. To be young is to be as one of the Immortal Gods.
Death cancels everything but truth and strips a man of everything but genius and virtue. It is a sort of natural canonization. It makes the meanest of us sacred --it installs the poet in his immortality, and lifts him to the skies.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories