Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing
How love that passes is enough.Sing about the long deep sleep
Of lovers that are dead, and how
In the grave all love shall sleep:
Love is aweary now.
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I had done a lot of thinking about people who become emotionally stunted, by choice almost - there seems a lot of that in my generation. I almost envy them a little bit, that kind of winning naivety that would make life quite nice and pleasant and easy. But then I wouldn’t change that in myself - just some days. I was on a bit of a buzz about how brave it is when people do decide to consider morality and purpose and being before they do anything else in life.
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The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.
Seen whilst walking this morning (at Mudhouse)
→ 19th May 1536: Anne Boleyn is beheaded at king Henry VIII’s command under false accusations
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Oh! To not need cognitive justification for every single thing. Wouldn’t that be a life?
