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Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a delicate flame courses beneath my skin, and with my eyes I see nothing, and my ears hum, and a wet sweat bathes me, and a trembling seizes me all over
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die
What is beautiful is good, and who is good will soon be beautiful.
How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away
My dad, this was his place. He left it to me and my brother.
We just have to get back into the rink.
Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it