A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.
There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.
Marriage is like a golden ring in a chain, whose beginning is a glance and whose ending is eternity.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
This world has angels all too few, and heaven is overflowing.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
Let there be spaces in your togetherness
I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use
Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. But let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Keep what is worth keeping and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.
What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined - to strengthen each other - to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.
When two people are at one in their inmost hearts, they shatter even the strength of iron or bronze.
I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
And if God choose I shall but love thee better after death.
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