Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

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• The best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
• Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
• Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
• All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.
• If I am not good to myself, how can I expect anyone else to be good to me?
• It’s better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.
• Self-esteem creates natural highs. Knowing that you’re lovable helps you to love more. Knowing that you’re important helps you to make a difference to to others.
• The only two important things in life are real love and being at peace with yourself.
• To give and receive love, you have to be in touch with pain, you have to be capable of provoking it and feeling it.
• There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.

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