Любящие люди останутся вместе, не потому что забыли ошибки, а потому что сумели простить их.
Love hinders death. Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I Love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I Love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of Love, shall return to the general and eternal source.
(с) Thoughts of Prince Andrew Bk XII, Ch. 16, Leo Tolstoy
(с) Thoughts of Prince Andrew Bk XII, Ch. 16, Leo Tolstoy
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