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We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love. ~Robert Fulghum, True Love
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. ~William Shakespeare, Mid-Summer Night's Dream, 1595 |
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Those who would renegotiate the boundaries between church and state must therefore answer a difficult question: why would we trade a system that has served us so well for one that has served others so poorly?
Sandra Day O'Connor |
I will be waiting here. For your silence to break For your soul to shake For your love to wake. ~ Rumi |
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"At the innermost core of all loneliness is a deep and powerful yearning for union with one's lost self." Brendan Behan
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“So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”
― E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly |
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To dance, put your hand on your heart and listen to the sound of your soul... ~ Luigi |
“An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way,” ― Charles Bukowski
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Rumi <3
I was dead I came alive I was tears I became laughter All because of love when it arrived my temporal life from then on changed to eternal Love said to me you are not crazy enough you don't fit this house I went and became crazy crazy enough to be in chains Love said you are not intoxicated enough you don't fit the group I went and got drunk drunk enough to overflow with light-headedness Love said you are still too clever filled with imagination and skepticism I went and became gullible and in fright pulled away from it all Love said you are a candle attracting everyone gathering every one around you I am no more a candle spreading light I gather no more crowds and like smoke I am all scattered now Love said you are a teacher you are a head and for everyone you are a leader I am no more not a teacher not a leader just a servant to your wishes Love said you already have your own wings I will not give you more feathers And then my heart pulled itself apart and filled to the brim with a new light overflowed with fresh life Now even the heavens are thankful that because of love I have become the giver of light. ~ Rumi |
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