" Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet."
"My bounty is as deep as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite."
William Shakespeare
"Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love "
No one puts it more beautifully than Shakespeare, except perhaps for Gibran who said:
ReplyDeleteFor even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
....sooo beautifully said! Thanks for sharing.
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