Alas...I too have known love, that ruler of hearts, that soul of our soul: it's never brought me anything except one kiss and twenty kicks in the rump. How could such a beautiful cause produce such an abominable effect on you?
Alas...I too have known love, that ruler of hearts, that soul of our soul: it's never brought me anything except one kiss and twenty kicks in the rump. How could such a beautiful cause produce such an abominable effect on you?
I know this love, that sovereign of hearts, that soul of our souls; yet it never cost me more than a kiss and twenty kicks on the backside. How could this beautiful cause produce in you an effect so abominable.
It is love; love, the comfort of the human species, the preserver of the universe, the soul of all sentient beings, love, tender love.
When a man is in love, jealous, and just whipped by the Inquisition, he is no longer himself.
It is not love that should be depicted as blind, but self-love.
Love truth, but pardon error.
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
Philosopher A lover of wisdom, which is to say, Truth
Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.
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