Love creates a world of its own, a world populated by two--and these
make their own laws--or make none. So
A woman will imbrue her hands with blood, and a man will fling honor to
the winds, and yet the twain regard each other as impeccant and
impeccable.--Till Pippa passes; then,
Love always awakes to the fact that not even a community of two can live
without law; and that
Though human laws may be outraged, those divine may not. And assuredly,
The ideal love is the divine love. And, in ideal love,
Strange, strange, but true, in a great and ardent love, when at last that
is offered which was long sought, there supervenes upon the lovers a
great tenderness, which hesitates to make their own that for which they
yearned. Almost it were as if
A psychic monitor warned the conqueror to be clement, and the captive to
be kind. This