This love, wrong understood
Oft' turned my joy to pain,
I tried to throw away the bud,
But the blossom would remain
John Clare, "Love's Pains," 1844
“Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depth of your heart; confess to yourself you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke
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