Each Man Kills

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And each man kills the thing he loves,
By all let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword.

[Quoting Oscar Wilde in The Valkyries...]

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Saira Andleeb said…
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December 5, 2010 at 1:10 PM
Saira Andleeb said…
One of my favourite Ballads. And my favorite lines from it are:
The man had killed the thing he loved
And so he had to die.
...
...
...
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.
December 5, 2010 at 1:10 PM
Anonymous said…
Look into the mirror of your soul,
Love and hate are one in all,
Sacrifice turns to revenge and believe me,
You'll see the face who'll say:
I love you... I'll kill you...,
But I'll love you forever.
December 22, 2010 at 12:39 AM
Saira Andleeb said…
Its Better to love than to kill. Let the killing be left to God. And love if you wanna be loved. Forgive if you wanna be forgiven. Understand if you wanna be understood.
January 1, 2011 at 5:10 PM
Saira Andleeb said…
Also, it is easier to kill and harder to love.
January 1, 2011 at 5:18 PM
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