Relationships and Family

All that matters is love and work.

Man’s best possession is a sympathetic wife.

There never was a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get asleep.

When lovely woman stoops to folly and

And still she cried, and still the world pursues,

In every parting there is an image of death.

Come mothers and fathers,

Come mothers and fathers,

For secrets are edged tools,

And love’s the noblest frailty of the mind.

In friendship false, implacable in hate:

John Donne, Anne Donne, Un-done.

Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls.

Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls.

I am two fools, I know,

This bed thy centre is, these walls thy sphere.

Busy old fool, unruly sun,

Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime,

I long to talk with some old lover’s ghost,

Go, and catch a falling star,

And now good morrow to our waking souls,

I wonder by my troth, what thou, and I

Come live with me, and be my love,

All other things, to their destruction draw,