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 degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.
The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.
For you see, each day I love you more Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
For you see, each day I love you more Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
A man is only as good as what he loves.
A man is only as good as what he loves.
The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.
The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.
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 is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the read more
Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old.
Love is supreme and unconditional; like is nice but limited.
Love is supreme and unconditional; like is nice but limited.
Love your friend with his faults.
Love your friend with his faults.
It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.
It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.
