I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.

Ovid
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This quote is one of the most famous of all time, and certainly one of the most beautiful. Many people have felt emotions that go far deeper than what they can express. And, while life is more often than not an incredible journey filled with love and happiness, it still does have its share of heartbreak and disappointment. It is in this pain that we find the poetry in life. In the words of Baudelaire, “I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.”

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