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To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.
To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.
Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and be loved is the greatest happiness of existence.
Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and be loved is the greatest happiness of existence.
The essence of love is getting out of oneself and into others. When we care less about our feelings, our read more
The essence of love is getting out of oneself and into others. When we care less about our feelings, our rights, our happiness, our security, etc., and begin to concern ourselves with the feelings, rights, happiness, and security of others, we will have found the true power of love.”
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
You don't have to touch someone to love them, It's not in the kiss, It's in the times you don't read more
You don't have to touch someone to love them, It's not in the kiss, It's in the times you don't kiss.
Love makes of the wisest man a fool, and of the most foolish woman, a sage.
Love makes of the wisest man a fool, and of the most foolish woman, a sage.
And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as
unto children, My son, despise not thou the read more
And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as
unto children, My son, despise not thou the chastening of the
Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him:
For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son
whom he receiveth.
After another moment's silence, she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that read more
After another moment's silence, she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.
