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ove grows by
giving. The love we give away is the only love we keep. The only way
to retain love is to give it away. he
first duty of love is to listen. e
find rest in those we love, and we provide a resting place atred
paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love
harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it. ove
is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a
habit. t
is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better
than ove doesn't
make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile. here
there is love there is life. mmature love
says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you
because I love you.' hat
greater thing is there for two human souls that to feel that they
are joined... to strengthen each other... to be at one with each
other in silent unspeakable memories.
ove
is the master key that opens the gates of happiness. e
pardon to the extent that we love.
hey
do not love that do not show their love. he heart has
reasons that reason does not understand. f you love
someone you say it, you say it right then, out loud, ever close
your lips to those Whom you have opened your heart. o love at all is to be vulnerable. ~ Jack Lewis (1898-1963) British writer ife in
abundance comes only through great love. o
love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake
of loving is angelic. f you would be
loved, love, and be lovable. ourage
is like love — it must have hope to nourish it. life’s worth, in the end, isn’t measured in hours, or dollars. It’s
measured by the amount of love exchanged along the way. e
can only learn to love by loving.
ove
does not analyze its object.
he
greatest healing therapy is friendship and love. ove
is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is
not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking. It is not easily
angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in
evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always
trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. or
a crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and
talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
ove
is the harmony of two souls singing together.
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