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Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever.
Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever.
Oh, tell me whence Love cometh!
Love comes uncall'd, unsent.
Oh, tell me where Love goeth!
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Oh, tell me whence Love cometh!
Love comes uncall'd, unsent.
Oh, tell me where Love goeth!
That was not Love that went.
My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.
My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.
The beauty of love is in the smile we put on someone else face... Asking for nothing in return.
The beauty of love is in the smile we put on someone else face... Asking for nothing in return.
Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.
It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.
A lady of forty-seven who had been married twenty-seven years and has six children knows what love really is and read more
A lady of forty-seven who had been married twenty-seven years and has six children knows what love really is and once described it for me like this: 'Love is what you've been through with somebody.'.
I seek for one as fair and gay,
But find none to remind me,
How blest the read more
I seek for one as fair and gay,
But find none to remind me,
How blest the hours pass'd away
With the girl I left behind me.