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We all owe death a life.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made of layers, cells, constellations.
There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an English novel. ― Anthony Trollope
I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.
Only when we give joyfully, without hesitation or thought of gain, can we truly know what love means. ― Leo Buscaglia
It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done. ― Vincent Van Gogh
It wasn't love at first sight. It took a full five minutes.
The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. When mindfulness embraces those we love, they will bloom like flowers.
If the spark doesn't come, that's a pity; but we do not read the classics out of duty or respect, but only out of love.
Give your hands to serve and your hearts to love.
