“It isn't possible to love and to part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.”
She could not understand him; the words were indeed remote. Yet as he spoke the darkness was withdrawn, veil after veil, and she saw to the bottom of her soul.
“Man has to pick up the use of his functions as he goes along—especially the function of Love”.
“Man has to pick up the use of his functions as he goes along—especially the function of Love”.
1 comment:
dude, where did you get that picture?
sweet post.
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