My dreams were all my own; I accounted them to nobody; They were my refuge when annoyed – my dearest pleasure when free.
Category: Inspirational
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It is easier to resist at the beginning than at the end.
Fools rush in and get the best seats.
Desire, even in its wildest tantrums, can neither persuade me it is love nor stop me from wishing it were.
The capacity for passion is both cruel and divine.
Stolen sweets are best.
Let your life be a counter friction to stop the machine.
It is better to know some of the questions than all of the answers.