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I Had Wished To Find In Philosophy And Religion A Remedy For My Disgrace; I Searched Out An Asylum To Secure Me From Love... Duty, Reason And Decency, Which Upon Other Occasions Have Some Power Over Me, Are Here Useless. The Gospel Is A Language I Do Not Understand When It Opposes My Passion... But When Love Has Once Been Sincere How Difficult It Is To Determine To Love No More! 'tis A Thousand Times More Easy To Renounce The World Than Love. I Hate This Deceitful, Faithless World; I Think No More Of It.

-Peter Abelard

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I Had Wished To

Peter Abelard

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I Had Wished To Find In Philosophy And Religion A Remedy For My Disgrace; I Searched Out An Asylum To Secure Me From Love... Duty, Reason And Decency, Which Upon Other Occasions Have Some Power Over Me, Are Here Useless. The Gospel Is A Language I Do Not Understand When It Opposes My Passion... But When Love Has Once Been Sincere How Difficult It Is To Determine To Love No More! 'tis A Thousand Times More Easy To Renounce The World Than Love. I Hate This Deceitful, Faithless World; I Think No More Of It.

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