Why can we remember the tiniest detail that has happened to us and not remember how many times we have told it to the same person.

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Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones as the wind extinguishes candles and

Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

However rare true love may be it is less so than true friendship.

However rare true love may be it is less so than true friendship.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists or simulate it where it does not.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

True love is like ghosts which everyone talks about and few have seen.

True love is like ghosts which everyone talks about and few have seen.

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    We are living in a culture entirely hypnotized by the illusion of time, in which the so-called present moment is felt as nothing but an infinitesimal hairline between an all-powerfully causative past and an absorbingly important future. 

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