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When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they read more
When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I read more
Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.
Yet each man kills the thing he loves...
Yet each man kills the thing he loves...
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.
A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself read more
A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.
We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.
The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope.
