There is no joy in this world so privileged that it does not pay a pension to sadness.
I offered my love to you. I dressed up like a warrior and all enlightened, I went looking for you. I walked beside the moon, my only friend on dark and cold nights. By day,...
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Give confidence to men's actions, but not to what they say.
Demophile
I filled a blue porcelain vase, with the tears I've already shed, transparent with longing, hurt and love... When sadness doesn't let me cry, I put my hands in...
Andy More
Grace is to the body what common sense is to the mind.
Francois La Rochefoucauld
The most irritating thing about love is that it is the kind of crime that requires an accomplice.
Charles Baudelaire