"There are natures in which, if they love us, we are conscious of having a sort of baptism and consecration: they bind us over to rectitude and purity by their pure belief about us; and our sins become that worst kind of sacrilege which tears down the invisible alter of trust. 'If you are not good, none is good'- those little words may give a terrific meaning to responsibility, may hold a vitriolic intensity for remorse."- Can you guess the author?
Unknown "i miss u..." Feisty - 16 years, 1 month, 23 days ago

I have no pleasure in any man who despises music. It is no invention of ours: it is a gift of God. I place it next to theology. Satan hates music: he knows how it drives the evil spirit out of us.
~ Martin Luther
Unknown "i miss u..." Feisty - 16 years, 2 months, 1 day ago

AS the eyes of the earth closed that day
There came a resounding cry from below
The trampled bodies lay askew in the dirt
The faceless, the nameless, the well-known
All are equal in this bloody field of dreams
As the flaming red sun disappeared over the hill
So, also, does the humanness of men in war.

Unknown "i miss u..." Feisty - 16 years, 2 months, 18 days ago

I do not love thee with mine eyes
for they in thee a thousand errors note
but tis my heart that loves what they despise
who, in despite of view, is pleased to dote.
Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted.
Nor tender feeling to base touch is prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
to any sensual feast with thee alone.
But my five wits, nor my fives senses can
dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
who leaves unswayed the likeness of man
thy proud heart's slave and vassal wretch to be.
Only my plague thus far I count my gain-
that she that makes me sin, awards me pain.
Unknown "i miss u..." Feisty - 16 years, 2 months, 28 days ago

Those lips, that loves on hand did make,
breathed forth a sound that said "I hate-"
to me, that languished for her sake.
But when she saw my woeful state,
straight in her heart did mercy come
chiding that tongue that ever sweet
was used in giving gentle doom
and taught it thus anew to greet;
"I hate-" she altered with an end
that followed it as gentle day
doth follow night, who like a fiend
from heaven to hell is flown away.
" I hate-" from hate away she threw,
and saved my life saying "not you".
Unknown "i miss u..." Feisty - 16 years, 2 months, 28 days ago