Author: Henry David Thoreau (---.spacegate.com.ua)
Date: 01-22-06 16:09
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Love is too young to know what conscience is,
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason,
But rising at thy name doth point out thee,
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
No want of conscience hold it that I call
Her 'love,' for whose dear love I rise and fall.
--William Shakespeare
You know, if I listened to Michael Dukakis long enough, I would be
convinced we're in an economic downturn and people are homeless and going
without food and medical attention and that we've got to do something
about the unemployed.
Ronald Reagan
If it be the wish of Him in whom all things flourish that my life continue for a few years, I hope to
write of her (Beatrice) that which has never been written of any lady. -Dante on his inspiration for The
Divine ComedyI am convinced that He (God) does not play dice. --Albert Einstein