“True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart." The Lily Of The Valley
Sensuality often hastens the growth of love so much that the roots remain weak and are easily torn up. Beyond Good and Evil
In every cradle decked with rosy wreath Lurk germs of death. Hope
It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone. The Winter of Our Discontent
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