There’s this place in me where your finger tips still rest… your kisses still linger and your whispers softly echo… It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.

Sanity is a one trick pony. ~ The Tick

Facts are many, but the truth is one. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies. ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson

An angry man opens his mouth and shuts his eyes. ~ Cato

How often it is that the angry man rages denial of what his inner self is telling him. ~ Frank Herbert

All change is not growth, as all movement is not forward. ~ Ellen Glasgow

Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

I like honesty and fair play. ~ Marcus Garvey

It is good to love many things, for therein lies strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done with love is well done. ~ Vincent van Gogh

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. ~ Dr. Seuss

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I. ~ Michel de Montaigne

When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, “Why God? Why me?” and the thundering voice of God answered, “There’s just something about you that pisses me off.” ~ Stephen King

Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, “I will try again tomorrow. ~ Mary Anne Radmacher

Someday I’ll forget the color of your eyes, the sound of your voice will be unfamiliar. Someday I’ll forget that I once loved you, the feelings will have faded, someday I’ll forget. ~ unknown

Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. He dared to imagine everything. ~ Henry Miller

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