By the time you swear you’re his,Shivering and sighing.And he vows his passion is,Infinite, undying.Lady make note of this –One…
You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.
You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.
When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth……But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love’s threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.”But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you…
It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEE;And this maiden she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved by me.I was a child and she was a child,In this kingdom by the sea;But we loved with a love that was more than love-I and my Annabel Lee;With a love that the winged seraphs of heavenCoveted her and me.And this was the reason that, long ago,In this kingdom by the sea,A wind blew out of a cloud, chillingMy beautiful Annabel Lee;So that her highborn kinsman cameAnd bore her away from me,To shut her up in a sepulchreIn this kingdom by the sea.The angels, not half so happy in heaven,Went envying her and me-Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,In this kingdom by the sea)That the wind came out of the cloud by night,Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.But our love it was stronger by far than the loveOf those who were older than we-Of many far wiser than we-And neither the angels in heaven above,Nor the demons down under the sea,Can ever dissever my soul from the soulOf the beautiful Annabel Lee.For the moon never beams without bringing me dreamsOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyesOf the beautiful Annabel Lee;And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the sideOf my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,In the sepulchre there by the sea,In her tomb by the sounding sea.
It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may…
Sometimes God allows what he hates to accomplish what he loves.
Sometimes God allows what he hates to accomplish what he loves.
Just because you’re beautiful and perfect, it’s made you conceited.
Just because you’re beautiful and perfect, it’s made you conceited.
Hearts are breakable,” Isabelle said. “And I think even when you heal, you’re never what you were before”.
Hearts are breakable,” Isabelle said. “And I think even when you heal, you’re never what you were before”.
True love is not so much a matter of romance as it is a matter of anxious concern for the well-being of one’s companion.
True love is not so much a matter of romance as it is a matter of anxious concern for the…
Love is not the absence of logicbut logic examined and recalculatedheated and curved to fitinside the contours of the heart
Love is not the absence of logicbut logic examined and recalculatedheated and curved to fitinside the contours of the heart
Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey-when you are the son of Poseidon, you don’t have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.
Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept…
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