Forever is composed of nows.
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
Beauty is not caused. It is.
There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.
The Soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality.
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation and the exponent of breath.
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