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Intuition does not always appear as the ingenious breakthrough or something grandiose. Intuitive thoughts, feelings, and solutions often manifest themselves as good old common sense. Common sense is efficient.
Lord, give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.
A little kingdom I possess,
Where thoughts and feelings dwell;
And very hard the task I find
Of governing it well.
Care is the ingredient that keeps true friendships alive despite separation, distance, or time. Care gives latitude to another person and gets you past the dislikes and annoyances. Quite simply, caring sustains love.
Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!
A kiss, when all is said, what is it?
A rosy dot placed on the "i" in loving;
''Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.
day out-of-doors, someone I loved to talk with, a good book and some simple food and music that would be rest.
Friends will keep you sane, Love could fill your heart, A lover can warm your bed, But lonely is the soul without a mate.
When you''re in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life
I hold it true, whatever befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ''Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
I have loved to the point of madness;That which is called madness, That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love.
How do I live without you I want to know How do I breathe without you If you ever go. How do I ever, ever survive Oh, how do I live?
Love transforms; it simultaneously makes us larger and limits and limits our possibilities. It changes our history even as it breaks a new path through the present.
Q. Did you hear about the guy who''s a dyslexic-bulimic?
A. He eats, and then he sticks his finger up his ass.