Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. ― William Shakespeare “Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. If you judge people, you have no time to love them ― Mother Teresa I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close ― Pablo Neruda Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
― William Shakespeare
“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
If you judge people, you have no time to love them
― Mother Teresa
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close
― Pablo Neruda
Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.
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