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Relationships are like Rome. Difficult to start out, incredible during the prosperity of the 'Golden Age', and unbearable during the read more
Relationships are like Rome. Difficult to start out, incredible during the prosperity of the 'Golden Age', and unbearable during the fall. Then, a new kingdom will come along and the whole process will repeat itself until you come across a kingdom like Egypt.. that thrives, and continues to flourish. This kingdom will become your best friend, your soulmate, and your love.
Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
. . . .
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Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
. . . .
Endless torments dwell above thee:
Yet who would live, and live without thee!
Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's read more
The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing, it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of Divine accident. -Sir Hugh Walpoe.
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.
When you can't believe your eyes, you can always trust your heart. Love makes anything possible.
When you can't believe your eyes, you can always trust your heart. Love makes anything possible.
The love we give away is the only love we keep.
The love we give away is the only love we keep.
Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting read more
Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.
The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.
The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.
