Love heals scars love left
Famous Quotes about wisdom
Were taught that in life we should try to look on the bright side. Not in this case. In this case assume rejection first. Assume youre the rule not the exception. Its liberating. But we also know its not an easy concept. -Hes not just into you
I love Jere more than anybody. Hes my brother my family. I hate myself for doing this. But when I see you two together I hate him too. His voice broke.Dont marry him. Dont be with him. Be with me.
If you send out goodness from yourself or if you share that which is happy or good within you it will all come back to you multiplied ten thousand times. In the kingdom of love there is no competition there is no possessiveness or control. The more love you give away the more love you will have.
She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her... I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent But I was too young to know how to love her...
When she opened her eyes she was both in her body and watching it nowhere near the cavity of the tree. The Blue that was before her stood inches from a boy in an Aglionby sweater. There was a slight stoop to his posture and his shoulders were spattered darkly with rain. It was his fingers that Blue felt on her face. He touched her cheek with the backs of his fingers. Tears coursed down the other Blues face. Though some strange magic Blue could feel them on her face as well. She could feel too sick rising misery shed felt in the churchyard the grief that felt bigger than her. The other Blues tears seemed endless. One drop slid after another each following an identical path down her cheeks.The boy in the Aglionby sweater leaned his forehead against Blues. She felt the pressure of his skin against hers and suddenly she could smell mint. Itll be okay. Gansey told the other Blue. She could tell that he was afraid. Itll be okay.Impossibly Blue realized that this other Blue was crying because she loved Gansey. And that the reason Gansey touched her like that his fingers so careful with her was because he knew that her kiss could kill him. She could feel how badly the other Blue wanted to kiss him even as she dreaded it. Though she couldnt understand why her real present day memories in the tree cavity were clouded with other false memories of their lips nearly touching a life this other Blue had already lived.Okay Im ready- Ganseys voice caught just a little. Blue kiss me.
Those who cannot conceive Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they have never had a Friend. The rest of us know that though we can have erotic love and friendship for the same person yet in some ways nothing is less like a Friendship than a love-affair. Lovers are always talking to one another about their love Friends hardly ever about their Friendship. Lovers are normally face to face absorbed in each other Friends side by side absorbed in some common interest. Above all Eros while it lasts is necessarily between two only. But two far from being the necessary number for Friendship is not even the best. And the reason for this is important.... In each of my friends there is something that only some other friend can fully bring out. By myself I am not large enough to call the whole man into activity I want other lights than my own to show all his facets... Hence true Friendship is the least jealous of loves. Two friends delight to be joined by a third and three by a fourth if only the newcomer is qualified to become a real friend. They can then say as the blessed souls say in Dante Here comes one who will augment our loves. For in this love to divide is not to take away.
...Despite the mayhem that followed Bruno found that he was still holding Shmuels hand in his own and nothing in the world would have persuaded him to let go.
Age has no reality except in the physical world. The essence of a human being is resistant to the passage of time. Our inner lives are eternal which is to say that our spirits remain as youthful and vigorous as when we were in full bloom. Think of love as a state of grace not the means to anything but the alpha and omega. An end in itself.
I believe this. When we meet those we fall in love with there is an aspect of our spirit that is historian a bit of a pedant who reminisces or remembers a meeting when the other has passed by innocentlybut all parts of the body must be ready for the other all atoms must jump in one direction for desire to occur.