Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it inflames the great. --Bussy-Rabutin (Roger de Rabutin, Comte de Bussy; 1618 93)
Absence in most, that quenches love,
And cools the warm desire;
The ardour of my heart improves,
And makes the flame aspire.
Cotton.-A Song, Verse 2.
The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.&emdash;Benjamin Franklin
Absence diminishes small loves, and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire. -- La Rochefoucauld
Friday, January 11, 2008
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