Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.

If I talk about something I either talk about it or I DO it... the minute I talk about it it&#39;s lost all it&#39;s drive and all it&#39;s fun.

And I think that you must have observed again and again what a poor appearance the tales of poets make when stripped of the colours which music puts upon them, and recited in simple prose.

Passion is of the nature of seed, and finds nourishment within, tending to a predominance which determines all currents towards itself, and makes the whole life its tributary.

Written By George Eliot

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