Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.
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When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have read more
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall.rn
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made read more
Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.
Love lessens a woman's delicacy and increases a man's.
Love lessens a woman's delicacy and increases a man's.
We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another.
We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another.
Love is the outreach of self toward completion.
Love is the outreach of self toward completion.
He who believes in freedom of the will has never loved and never hated.rn
He who believes in freedom of the will has never loved and never hated.rn
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
