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Archive for March, 2012

You Never Know

I love…
…being around you.  Never do I feel bored or lacking when we are together.

Originated by a writer anonymous and unknown
Don’t
frown
because
you
never
know
who
might
be
falling
in
love
with
your
smile.

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What is Soft is Strong

I love…
…how much good-natured fun you put into some of the emails you write to me.  Sometimes I just smile.  Sometimes I laugh out loud.  Always I can feel your soft, gentle heart.

Written over 2600 years ago by Lao-Tzu
Water is fluid, soft, and yielding.
But water will wear away rock,
which is rigid and cannot yield.
As a rule,
whatever is
fluid, soft, and yielding
will overcome
whatever is rigid and hard.
This is another paradox:
what is soft is strong.

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Love Without Giving

I love…
…your calm and easy-going nature.  Combined with your warmth toward others it’s no surprise everyone you meet likes you.

Saying by Irish missionary Amy Wilson Carmichael
You
can
give
without loving,
but
you
cannot
love
without giving.

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The Discovery of Ourselves

I love…
…that you like music as much as I do.  It’s fun going to concerts and experiencing them with you.

Saying from Scottish Poet Alexander Smith
Love
is
but
the discovery
of ourselves
in others,
and the delight
in the recognition.

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The View is Beautiful

I love…
…you.  Sometimes saying any more just deludes the significance of what I am trying to express.

A thought by Daniel Monroe Tuttle
Love
is
like
a
mountain;
hard to climb,
but once
you get
to the top
the view
is beautiful.

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Love is an Action

I love…
…the growing trust between us.  It is solid because we have chosen to take the slow path to build something steady and substantial.

From “The Road Less Traveled” by Scott Peck
Love
is not a feeling.
Love
is an action;
an activity…
Genuine love
implies commitment
and the exercise of wisdom…

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Except In Syllable

I love…
…when we go to a concert or show that you hold my hand as we snake our way through the crowd afterwards to make our exit.

Saying by Marvin Taylor
Love
is
not
singular
except
in
syllable.

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