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Artist "Art Of Noise"
"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings." [ANAIS NIN]
"Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections, as leaves are to the life of trees. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots."
[NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE, American Note-Books, Mar. 9, 1853]
Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.
[WILLIAM BLAKE, Songs of Experience]
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