Love Letters of Great Men

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Nežno, simpatično, emotivno. Među ovim koricama su predstavljena najdublja osećanja velikana svetske istorije koji su u trenucima najjače strasti, ljubavi i čežnje, pisali svojim verenicama, suprugama, ljubavnicama. Ova pisma su pisali ljudi različitog obrazovanja i profesija, materijalnog statusa i društvenog staleža, ljudi različitih karaktera i osobina, ali ono što ih sve zajedno karakteriše je ništa drugo do najiskrenija ljubav koju su neizmerno želeli da oslobode iz sebe i pokažu svojim dragama. The Cranberries” recorded seven studio albums from 1993 through 2017 and Dolores O’Riordan (their late great, incredible lead voice) had two studio albums as a solo act. Within those nine albums hides a plethora of great music. There were a few winning qualities: I found the little biographies before each letter interesting, though there was some wording I wish Doyle would've changed (i.e. when a wife cheated on her husband, it was an "affair," but when a man cheated with a married woman it was "love"), but otherwise I found them interesting, and Doyle's neutrality didn't seem to overly-romanticize the more unhealthy relationships. I like that Doyle did not exclude Wilde's homosexuality as well. I was afraid for a moment, as she went on about his marriage, that she was going to ignore that portion of his life completely and instead deliver some letters from his early courtship with his wife (if those even exist?); but no, she only included the letters he wrote to his male partner. And of the letters, Wilde's were perhaps the most respectful of their subject (Twain's too, and the last letter in the book from the soldier who told his girlfriend she was free to have a life while he was at war). Francois-Marie Arouet Voltaire, John Adams, Ludwig van Beethoven, Vincent van Gogh, Dylan Thomas, Voltaire, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart You could not step or move an eyelid but it would shoot to my heart—I am greedy of you—Do not think of any thing but me. Do not live as if I was not existing—Do not forget me—But”

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Everything comes together so perfectly in this chorus; Her voice, the high splashing of the high-hat, the strong strums of the guitar. The chorus leads out with the swirling sensation the guitar provides, along with the underlying bass that constantly pounds in the midst of the chaos. 2. “Conduct” from “Roses” and be assured that the menace of the greatest tortures will not prevent me from serving you. No, nothing has the power to part me from you; our love is based upon virtue, and will last as long as our lives. Adieu, there is nothing that I will not brave for your sake; you deserve much more than that. Adieu, my dear heart Arout” To Madame de Boufflers “I had accustomed myself, of a long time, to think of you as a friend from whom I was never to be separated during any considerable time … I had flattered myself to pass our lives in intimacy … I kiss your hands with all the devotion possible.”

Susie, forgive me Darling, for every word I say – my heart is full of you, none other than you is in my thoughts, yet when I seek to say to you something not for the world, words fail me. If you were here – and Oh that you were, my Susie, we need not take at all, our eyes would whisper for us, and your hand fast in mine…’