
“Life is a paradise for those who love many things with a passion.”
“Life is a paradise for those who love many things with a passion.”
“It is a brave and stupid thing, a beautiful thing, to waste one's life for love.”
Source: The Confessions of Max Tivoli
Un Art de Vivre (The Art of Living) (1939), The Art of Marriage
Source: Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn, The Dragonbone Chair (1988), Chapter 42, “Beneath the Uduntree” (p. 724).
Leigh-Cheri to Bernard, in Phase III, Ch. 46.
Still Life with Woodpecker (1980)
Context: I’m not quite twenty, but, thanks to you, I’ve learned something that many women these days never learn: Prince Charming really is a toad. And the Beautiful Princess has halitosis. The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and the vile can be transformed, and (c) doing that makes it that. Loving makes love. Loving makes itself. We waste time looking for the perfect lover instead of creating the perfect love. Wouldn’t that be the way to make love stay?