Two such as you with such a master speed, cannot be parted nor be swept away, from one another once you are agreed, that life is only life forevermore, together wing to wing and oar to oar.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
Each life makes its own immitation of immortality.
Death is like an arrow that is already in flight, and your life lasts only until it reaches you.
We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.
Each life reverberates in every other life. Whether or not we acknowledge it, we are connected, woven together in our needs and desires, rich and poor, men and women alike.
One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death, one dies one's life.
There is just one life for each of us: our own.
Time's fatal wings do ever forward fly; to every day we live, a day we die.