If you love a flower, don’t pick it up. Because if you pick it up, it dies, and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. It is about appreciation.
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– 14th Century Hafiz
PoetryEven after all this time the sun never says to the Earth
“You owe me”
Look what happens with a love like that.
It lights the whole sky.
– Harper Lee
LiteratureYou never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view – until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.
To Kill A Mockingbird
– R.M. DRAKE
PoetryThere will be times when we feel like we are meant to be alone, like this love we seek is not real and we created it to make sense of our emptiness.
And because of that, sometimes some of us become bitter with the idea that love is only the anticipation of finding someone we will never live to meet.
So we live our lives looking for something to fill us and give us meaning. Only to discover that in the end, love was never meant to be received by one person but rather all the people who made us feel at home.
– Tom Stoppard
PoetryWe cross bridges when, where we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except the memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once, our eyes watered.
– Beau Taplin
PoetryYou are in my heart the same way the sun comes up in the day and all of the stars disappear – I see nothing else when you are here.
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