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EMILY BRONTE ~ VARIOUS FEELINGS OF LOVE

“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.” ― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights.

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ANNA KARENINA ~ A STORY OF LOVE AND DESPAIR

“Sometimes she did not know what she feared, what she desired: whether she feared or desired what had been or what would be, and precisely what she desired, she did not know.” ― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina Photo: Greta Garbo, 1934

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AKOSAH KWADWO ~ THE HEART IS NOT YET SWEET

And then we added the colors in the rain The hundred pins in the skeletons of dust In the dawn and evening Of the wedding of mourning In the earth of the harsh country But if the sun falls Within you in the years And the heart is not yet sweet Let no one touch it In the how many years of the sun… Akosah Kwadwo 2012 Painting is A Summer Night, 1890 by Winslow Homer

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OCTAVIO PAZ ~ THE LOVE IN LOVE

At times poetry is the vertigo of bodies and the vertigo of speech and the vertigo of death; the walk with eyes closed along the edge of the cliff, and the verbena in submarine gardens; the laughter that sets on fire the rules and the holy commandments; the descent of parachuting words onto the sands of the page; the despair that boards a paper boat and crosses, for forty nights and forty days, the night-sorrow sea and the day-sorrow desert; the idolatry of the self and the desecration of...

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HENRY MILLER ~ HIS PASSION FOR ANAIS NIN

“Anaïs, I don’t know how to tell you what I feel. I live in perpetual expectancy. You come and the time slips away in a dream. It is only when you go that I realize completely your presence. And then it is too late. You numb me. This is a little drunken, Anaïs. I am saying to myself “here is the first woman with whom I can be absolutely sincere.” I remember your saying – “you could fool me, I wouldn’t know it.” When I walk along the...

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D.H. LAWRENCE ~ THE ADORATION OF A WOMAN

“It was not the passion that was new to her, it was the yearning adoration. She knew she had always feared it, for it left her helpless; she feared it still, lest if se adored him too much, then she would lose herself, become effaced, and she did not want to be effaced, a slave, like a savage woman. She must not become a slave. She feared her adoration, yet she would not at once fight against it. D.H. Lawrence – Lady Chatterley’s Lover

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G.B. SHAW ~ PASSION AND INSPIRATION OF THE MUSE

* “I want my dark lady. I want my angel. I want my tempter. I want the lighter of my seven lamps of beauty, honour, laughter, music, love, life and immortality. I want my inspiration, my folly, my happiness, my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my final sanity and sanctification, my transfiguration, my purification, my light across the sea, my palm across the desert, my garden of lovely flowers, my million nameless joys, my day’s wage, my night’s dream, my darling and my star.” ~ George Bernard Shaw in...

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CHAGALL ~ ON ULTIMATE LOVE

“Her pale coloring, her eyes, how big and round and black they are! They are my eyes, my soul…I know this is she, my wife” -Marc Chagall, in My Life, on meeting Bella Rosenfeld for the first time

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James Morrison – You Give Me Something

You give me Something, my Love and I feel Happy … Really happy right now

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ANAIS NIN ~ ON LOVE

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishing.” Anais Nin

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