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The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
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.
I love the big fresh starts, the clean slates like birthdays and new years, but I also really like the read more
I love the big fresh starts, the clean slates like birthdays and new years, but I also really like the idea that we can get up every morning and start over.
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.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
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.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, read more
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
We can sometimes love what we do not understand, but it is impossible completely to understand what we do not read more
We can sometimes love what we do not understand, but it is impossible completely to understand what we do not love.
If love is shelter, I'm going to walk in the rain.
If love is shelter, I'm going to walk in the rain.
