If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that’s read more

If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that’s his problem. Love and peace are eternal.

Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
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Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but Lady Greensleeves?

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is read more

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.

Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.rn

Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.rn

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

Once you care about a person, it’s impossible to be logical about them anymore.

Once you care about a person, it’s impossible to be logical about them anymore.

I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
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I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe!

Love is the greatest refreshment in life.

Love is the greatest refreshment in life.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.