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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The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
There is only one sort of love, but there are a thousand copies.
There is only one sort of love, but there are a thousand copies.
The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.
The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.
Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each read more
Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
If you judge people you have no time to love them.
If you judge people you have no time to love them.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
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It sounds like a cliche but I also learnt that you're not going to fall for the right person until you really love yourself and feel good about how you are.
Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's
what you are expected to give--which read more
Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, it's
what you are expected to give--which is everything.
