Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration. – D.H. Lawrence
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more – I could be martyred for my religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that. – John Keats
Once conform, once do what others do because they do it, and a kind of lethargy steals over all the finer senses of the soul. – Michel Eyquem de Montaigne
