FAULTS
They came to tell your faults to me,
They named them over one by one;
I laughed aloud when they were done,
I knew them all so well before, --
Oh, they were blind, too blind to see
Your faults had made me love you more.
-Sara Teasdale
The ones I love most, I love not in spite of their faults, but even more for their faults.
They came to tell your faults to me,
They named them over one by one;
I laughed aloud when they were done,
I knew them all so well before, --
Oh, they were blind, too blind to see
Your faults had made me love you more.
-Sara Teasdale
The ones I love most, I love not in spite of their faults, but even more for their faults.
posted by Frank at 4:14 PM
2 Comments:
nice.
I think that is a good philosophy...if we all didn't love like this, we wouldn't love anybody at all.
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