But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
“For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love.”
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In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.
More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us.