The "earth" without "art" is just "eh"

Art is a lie that tells the truth

Art is a lie that tells the truth.

My only love sprung from my only hate

My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me
That I must love a loathèd enemy.

I was born with an enormous need for affection

I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.”

But I believe in true love

But I believe in true love, you know? I don’t believe that everybody gets to keep their eyes or not get sick or whatever, but everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as yo…

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Make love

Make love, not war.
(Faça amor, não guerra.)

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And I can't fight with them

And I can't fight with them… I used to be able when I was strong but… You've made me weak.