Sunday, November 29, 2009
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Her Face - Sir Arthur Gorges, 1625
Her face so fair first bent mine eye Mine eye to like her face doth lead Her face with beams doth blind mine eye Mine eye with life her face doth feed O face with frowns wrong not mine eye This eye shall joy her face to serve | Her tongue so sweet threw drew mine ear Mine ear to learn her tongue doth teach Her tongue with sounds doth charm mine ear Mine ear with hope her tongue doth feast O tongue with cheeks vex not mine ear This ear shall yield her tongue to trust | Her wit so sharp then hit my heart My heart to love her wit doth move Her wit with art doth knit my heart My heart with skill her wit doth kill O wit with smart wound not my heart This heart shall swear her wit to fear. |
Woody Allen
“To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But then, one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be happy, one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.”
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