Trying to make someone fall in love with you is about as pointless as trying to control who you fall read more

Trying to make someone fall in love with you is about as pointless as trying to control who you fall in love with.

I love having a man in my life, and being his woman at the end of the day. I know read more

I love having a man in my life, and being his woman at the end of the day. I know it\'s a dichotomy.

Love fails, only when we fail to love.

Love fails, only when we fail to love.

The thought manifests as the word. The word manifests as the deed. The deed develops into habit. And the habit read more

The thought manifests as the word. The word manifests as the deed. The deed develops into habit. And the habit hardens into character. So watch the thought and its ways with care. And let it spring from love, born out of concern for all beings. . -Buddha.

Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of read more

Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sum what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.

The opposite of love is not hate, it 's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it\'s indifference. The read more

The opposite of love is not hate, it 's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it\'s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it 's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it\'s indifference.

Love is not who you can see yourself with. It is who you can’t see yourself without.

Love is not who you can see yourself with. It is who you can’t see yourself without.

How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver read more

How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain
Unravelled from the trembling main
And threading the eye of a yellow star:--
So many time do I love again.

He wants you all to Himself to put His loving, divine arms around you.rn

He wants you all to Himself to put His loving, divine arms around you.rn