Tag Archives: Love

Ideal woman

But seriously, I believe I’m a sort of ideal woman, if you know what I mean. I’m the sort of woman who can take men away from their wives, but I could never keep anybody for long. And that’s because … Continue reading

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Not yours

I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful … Continue reading

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Lead

Here is a story to break your heart. Are you willing? This winter the loons came to our harbor and died, one by one, of nothing we could see. A friend told me of one on the shore that lifted … Continue reading

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Own Way

I wish, as well as everybody else, to be perfectly happy; but, like everybody else, it must be in my own way. -Jane Austen

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The unbearable lightness of being

“Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short. Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, … Continue reading

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Let it be then as you wish

“Love me then, Haidee! Who knows? Perhaps your love will make me forget all that I do not wish to remember.” -Alexandre Dumas

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The people look like flowers at last

..in that drunken place you would like to hand your heart to her and say touch it but then give it back. -Charles Bukowski

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