If I am more alive because love burns and chars me, as a fire, given wood or wind, feels new elation, it's that he who lays me low is my salvation, and invigorates the more, the more he scars me.

About This Quote

When a person loves, they feel alive. If a person loves, they feel passionate and alive in a way that is impossible to describe in words. However, when a person loves, they feel the need to be in love with another. When a person loves, they burn and burn until their life is spent.

Life is beautiful when you are in love. You can see it in your eyes and see it on your face. Love is the fire that burns others and brings them new excitement and elation.

As love scars others, it keeps them alive and gives new life to their body and soul so that the scar of the lover becomes the key to salvation of the loved one.

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1. No thought is born in me that does not bear the image of death.

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2. If I am more alive because love burns and chars me, as a fire, given wood or wind, feels new elation, it's that he who lays me low is my salvation, and invigorates the more, the more he scars me.

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3. Dear to me is sleep: still more, being made of stone, While pain and guilt still linger here below, Blindness and numbness--these please me alone; Then do not wake me, keep your voices low.

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4. As when, O lady mine, With chiselled touch The stone unhewn and cold Becomes a living mould, The more the marble wastes, The more the statue grows.

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5. AS YOU GIVE OUT SO SHALL YOU RECEIVE.

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