Shinde Wishes Collection - Page 9

I want to be near you... for the thoughts we share, for the words we never have to speak. And if it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart, the only dream that mattered had come true... in this life, I was loved by you.

True Love is never artificial; it''s always pure.

I''m afraid to leave this room, in fear that I will never feel love again as I do with you!

I''ve got the ship, you''ve got the harbor ... what say we tie up for the night?

Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait to hear the answer

A man begins cutting his wisdom teeth the first time he bites off more than he can chew.

The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.

A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why aren''t we like that wise old bird?

If it falls your lot to be a street sweeper, sweep streets like Michelangelo painted pictures, like Shakespeare wrote poetry, like Beethoven composed music; sweep streets so well that all the host of Heaven and Earth will have to pause and say,"Here lived a great sweeper, who swept his job well."

Love and cowardice are really the same thing.

When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,
We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago,
And etched on vacant places
Are half-forgotten faces
Of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know.

Let us endeavor to live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

Love is an expression and assertion of self-esteem, a response to one''s own values in the person of another. One gains a profoundly personal, selfish joy from the mere existence of the person one loves. It is one''s own personal, selfish happiness that one seeks, earns, and derives from love.

True love never dies, even if you have found a new love, the sweet memory of the past will continue to hunt you for the rest of your life.

Love doesn''t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.

Love is not only something you feel. It is something you do.

If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of evil, it is pure human love.

I love such mirth as does not make friends ashamed to look upon one another next morning.

If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.

He who is not impatient is not in love.

He is a self-made man, very much in love with his creator.

The deep joy we take in the company of people with whom we have just recently fallen in love is undisguisable.

Love is what you''ve been through with somebody.

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one''s nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.

Love and stoplights can be cruel.

For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of pleasure, assuage what I find of pain.

Sure I love Goldie. How could you not love Goldie? Everyone loves Goldie. I love her, and I hope our love will continue, but I don''t want to give an I-love-Goldie-Hawn interview.

A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don''t like you.

The greatest thing you''ll ever learn
Is to love and be loved in return.

We are born weak, we need strength; helpless, we need aid; foolish, we need reason. All that we lack at birth, all that we need when we come to man''s estate, is the gift of education.