Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and greet each other. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,There is society, where none intrudes,By the deep sea, and music in its roar:I love not man the less, but Nature more Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger than that love which took its symmetry for granted when it was whole. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
to live in this worldyou must be ableto do three thingsto love what is mortal;to hold itagainst your bones knowingyour own life depends on it;and, when the time comes to let it go,to let it go Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Once, poets were magicians. Poets were strong, stronger than warriors or kings — stronger than old hapless gods. And they will be strong once again. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>