Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.
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In true love, there is no mountain too high to climb. No river too wide to cross. And most of all in true love there is no ends.
If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or read more
If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.
Next to coming to a good understanding with a new mistress, I love a quarrel with an old one.
Next to coming to a good understanding with a new mistress, I love a quarrel with an old one.
Unless we love and are loved, each of us is alone, each of us is deeply lonely.
Unless we love and are loved, each of us is alone, each of us is deeply lonely.
Women are made to be loved, not understood.
Women are made to be loved, not understood.
Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.
Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.
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.
I would love to be loved for what I am, and not for what I have!
I would love to be loved for what I am, and not for what I have!
