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All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.
LOVE, WHICH WE ARE ATTACHED BY LOVE
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope
There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.
LOVE, THERE IS NO DISGUISE WHICH CAN HIDE LOVE