Harris K. Telemacher: How come we don't always know when love begins, but we always know when it ends?

How come we don't always know when love begins, but we always know when it ends? — Harris K. Telemacher

How come we don't always know when love begins, but we always know when it ends?

Harris K. Telemacher

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Love would master self; and having made the mastery stretch onward and upward to — Donald G. Mitchell

Not as all other women are Is she that to my soul is dear; Her glorious fancies — James Russell Lowell

Adultery is the application of democracy to love. — H. L. Mencken in A Mencken Chrestomathy

Love – thou art Veiled – A few – behold thee – Smile – and alter – and prattle – — Emily Dickinson

I wish to write such rhymes as shall not suggest a restraint, but contrariwise t — Ralph Waldo Emerson

We sleep, but the loom of life never stops and the pattern which was weaving whe — Henry Ward Beecher

My dreams are a stupid refuge, like an umbrella against a thunderbolt. — Fernando Pessoa

Is it not better to use what is in thy power like a free man than to desire in a — Marcus Aurelius

Iniqua raro maximis virtutibus fortuna parcit ; nemo se tuto diu periculis offer — Seneca

Still ending, and beginning still. — William Cowper

I prefer the company of peasants because they have not been educated sufficientl — Michel de Montaigne

Never explain — your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe yo — Elbert Hubbard