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This is what we call love. When you are loved, you can do anything in creation. When you are loved, read more
This is what we call love. When you are loved, you can do anything in creation. When you are loved, there's no need at all to understand what's happening, because everything happens within you.
Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.
Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.
You are loved just for being who you are, just for existing. You don't have to do anything to earn read more
You are loved just for being who you are, just for existing. You don't have to do anything to earn it. Your shortcomings, your lack of self-esteem, physical perfection, or social and economic success - none of that matters. No one can take this love away from you, and it will always be here.
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.
Write them, above all, in your heart; there they can be neither burned nor destroyed, and you will take them read more
Write them, above all, in your heart; there they can be neither burned nor destroyed, and you will take them wherever you go.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life read more
Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows read more
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost read more
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.