love and friendship

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To Love Being Loved

Love…
… taught me to love myself. I always thought I needed to be more of this or less of that, but your love is accepting of me just as I am. You’ve helped me become a better man; more confident, self-assured and capable of loving.

American author, motivational speaker and a professor Leo F. Buscaglia
tumblr_lvug3kf4Gn1qe5zv7o1_500squareA loving
relationship
is one in which
the loved one
is free
to be himself,
to laugh with me,
but never at me;
to cry with me,
but never
because of me;
to love life,
to love himself,
to love being loved

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Misty Rains Coming Softly

Love…
……overflows and pours out from me. My happiness is evident to anyone. I am profoundly and completely in love. After our years together, what I feel for you grows deeper and richer with each passing day.

Malagasy proverb from the island of Madagascar
px00195-9jpg-c170fbad5ca15d9cLet your
love
be
like
the
misty
rains,
coming
softly,
but
flooding
the
river.

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Not Always Forceful

Love…
…saved me. The caring of friends began my healing, the support of a former lover was good medicine and learning to love myself was the cure. Strength is not always forceful and bold. Love is tender, gentle and arrives softly, but is strong beyond measure.

American psychiatrist and author Karl A. Menninger
2b7071c0dd5430850a5d5cdin7 photo for blog editLove
cures
people,
both
the
ones
who
give
it
and
the
ones
who
receive
it.

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All These Things

Love…
…is mystery. Or maybe it is happiness; or a communion of kindred spirits. Or maybe love is a tender touch and a gentle hand. Surely it must be passion, hope and the stuff of dreams. Love is all these things and a hundred more like them.

German philosopher, poet and composer Friedrich Nietzsche
handing off my heartWhat else
is love but
understanding
and rejoicing
in the fact
that another
person lives,
acts, and experiences…

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I’ll Wait For You

Love…
…makes my heart yours. Hindsight always seems so clear while what’s ahead appears to be obscured in fog. Time is slowly vaporizing like hazy mist in the morning sun and one day, I too, will evaporate back to where I once came from. If I am the first to go, I’ll wait for you there.

Dialogue from the movie “Moulin Rouge”
middle-aged-couple2Listen
to my
heart,
can you
hear it
sing:
Come
back
to me
and forgive
everything.

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Rough Edges Of A Routine Day

Love…
…in my heart is high like mountains; balanced like level plains; beautifully colorful as a spring meadow and smooth as a worn river stone. The uneven ground of thought, deserts of doubt and rough edges of a routine day are no match for love’s power.

American poet, painter, essayist, and playwright E.E. Cummings
fallinginloverocksTrust
your
heart
if
the
seas
catch
fire,
live
by
love
though
the
stars
walk
backward.

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Radiant Light Of Love

Love…
…bestows the strength to feel safe in surrender. Becoming stronger comes from a heart receiving what completes it: love. Fear and worry do not depart. Instead such shadows become small in the radiant light of love.

Poem by a writer unknown/anonymous
piggy back rideLAUGH
so hard that even
SORROW
smiles at you;
FIGHT
so strong that even
FATE
accepts defeat;
LOVE
so true that even
HATRED
walks out of the way;
and LIVE
life so well that even
DEATH
loves to see you exist.

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Only An Open Heart

Love…
…is nearby when one writes to the other “I will go to walk around the capital thinking about you and me… once hold hands… walking together here”. Only an open heart can recognize another open heart.

From “Undercover” by Beth Kephart
tumblr_lwfairxJU01qcrza7o1_500Have you
ever watched
a leaf
leave a tree?
It falls
upward first,
and then
it drifts
toward
the ground,
just as I
find myself
drifting
towards you.

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So Rare

Love…
…begins as “like” and if it grows steady and sure, love takes firm root. It’s possible to love and not like someone, but rarely is this a happy union. A couple who loves and likes one another are true friends and committed lovers.

French romantic composer, Hector Berlioz
happy-coupleIt is so rare…
to find
a complete person,
with a soul,
a heart
and an imagination;
so rare for characters
as ardent and restless
as ours to meet
and to be matched
together,
that I hardly know how
to tell you what happiness
it gives me to know you.

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What It Is For Me

Love…
…is this swelling feeling in my chest when I think of you; it is the sparkle in my soul when I recall spending time with you; it is an inexplicable knowing no one will ever touch me like you; it’s an emotional force stronger than any other I’ve known.

Dialogue from the Fox Network T.V. show “The OC”
romance4 editI don’t pretend to know
what love is for everyone,
but I can tell you what it is for me;
love is knowing all about someone,
and still wanting to be with them
more than any other person,
love is trusting them enough
to tell them everything
about yourself, including
the things you might be ashamed of,
love is feeling comfortable
and safe with someone,
but still getting weak knees
when they walk into a room
and smile at you.