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The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
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?
The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
from The Lathe of Heaven Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, read more
from The Lathe of Heaven Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.
Every person is lined with love!
Every person is lined with love!
Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.
Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.
One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall;
A mighty love within my breast has grown,
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One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall;
A mighty love within my breast has grown,
Unseen, unspoken, and of no one known;
And of my sweet, who gave it, least of all.
[Fr., Ma vie a son secret, mon ame a son mystere:
Un amour eternel en un moment concu.
La mal est sans remede, aussi j'ai du le taire,
Et elle qui l'a fait n'en a jamais rien su.]
Love is friendship set on fire.
Love is friendship set on fire.
A proof that experience is of no use, is that the end of one love does not prevent us from read more
A proof that experience is of no use, is that the end of one love does not prevent us from beginning another.
