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Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take read more
Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice. -Nora Roberts.
Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.
Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.
Love is not getting, but giving, not a wild dream of pleasure, and madness of desire— ... it is goodness, read more
Love is not getting, but giving, not a wild dream of pleasure, and madness of desire— ... it is goodness, and honor, and peace and pure living.
For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of our tasks; the ultimate, the last read more
For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of our tasks; the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
Our true identity is to love without fear and insecurity. Our higher potential finds us when we set our course read more
Our true identity is to love without fear and insecurity. Our higher potential finds us when we set our course in that direction. The power of love and compassion transforms insecurity. -Doc Childre.
Love is like quick sand, if u fall in it then there is no way out.
Love is like quick sand, if u fall in it then there is no way out.
Every person is lined with love!
Every person is lined with 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.
The head never rules the heart but just becomes its partner in crime.
The head never rules the heart but just becomes its partner in crime.