“The loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plentitude.”
“shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. the loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude”
“With subtle and finely-wrought temperaments it is always so. Their strong passions must either bruise or bend. They either slay the man, or themselves die. Shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. The loves and the sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude. ”
“Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow.”
“Love. The great destroyer of worlds.”
“Though sorrow may impede my heart,It is of great love to have known you.”