With what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, And memory, like a drop that, night and day, Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!

Some early writing say that when people kiss, they exchange the soul, that it's between their mouths and tongues that the soul is exchanged. And so the kiss is more of a soulful connection maybe than intercourse and other ways of being together. A kiss asks a lot from you. I think it asks a lot from a person to really kiss.

Faith, Fanatic faith, once wedded fast to some dear falsehood, hugs it to the last.

It is quite cruel that a poet cannot wander through his regions of enchantment without having a critic, forever, like the old man of the sea, upon his back.

A philosopher being asked what was the first thing necessary to win the love of a woman, answered, Opportunity!

What's important is finding out what works for you.

Like the stain'd web that whitens in the sun, grow pure by being purely shone upon.