If I had my life to live over again, I would have made a rule...

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To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and...

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Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is...

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Resist much, obey little.

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Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to...

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You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.

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Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent.

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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the...

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We love the things we love for what they are.

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply,...

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You will never be alone with a poet in your pocket

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