I don't want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.
Zelda
Nobody has ever measured even poets, how much a heart can hold.
heart poets
Most people hew the battlements of life from compromise, erecting their impregnable keeps from judicious submissions, fabricating their philosophical drawbridges from emotional retractions and scalding marauders in the boiling oil of sour grapes.
life people philosophical emotional compromise oil
live love
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