More quotes by Samuel Hoffenstein
Breathes there a man with hide so tough
Who says two sexes aren’t enough?
My soul is dark with stormy riot,
Directly traceable to diet.
Your little voice,
So soft and kind;
Your little soul,
Your little mind!
The apple grows so bright and high,
And ends its days in apple pie.
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Not for the body, but for the heart; companion and company are needed.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
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