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A Great Love Is An Absolute Isolation And An Absolute Absorption.

Friendship Is Usually Treated...as A Tough...thing Which Will Survive All Manner Of Bad Treatment. But This Is An Exceedingly Great And Foolish Error; It May Die In An Hour Of A Single Unwise Word.

It Is A Kind Of Blindness--poverty. We Can Only Grope Through Life When We Are Poor, Hitting And Maiming Ourselves Against Every Angle.

Love, The One Supreme, Unceasing Source Of Human Felicity, The One Sole Joy Which Lifts The Whole Mortal Existence Into The Empyrean, Was By It [christianity] Degraded Into The Mere Mechanical Action Of Reproduction.

I Have Known Men Who Have Been Sold And Bought A Hundred Times, Who Have Only Got Very Fat And Very Comfortable In The Process Of Exchange.