THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND YOUWhen I hold a rose, I see the soft, velvety petalsand smile, becausetucked betweenthose precious petalsis a special gift -the one of a fragrance, pure and sweet. When you hold a rose, you see the thornsalong the stem, and you frownbecause those thornscan bring you painand cause you to bleed. I see the gift. You see the tragedy. More and more I fear that one of these dayssomeone will hand me a roseand all I will seeare thorns. Talk about tragedy. Lisa Schroeder
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,...
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Pablo Neruda
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
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Pablo Neruda
We love the things we love for what they are.
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Robert Frost
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it (anywhereI go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my...
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E.e. Cummings
Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.
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Plato
More Quotes By Lisa Schroeder
Was it hard?" I ask. Letting go?" Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.
When you meet someone so different from yourself, in a good way, you don't even have to kiss to have fireworks go off. It's like fireworks in your heart all the time. I always wondered, do opposites really attract? Now I know for sure they...
Guilt reminds me of a stray cat. You chase it away and yet, it comes back when you least expect it. If you let yourself feel pity for it and feed the thing, it parks its ugly, puny, lonely-for-attention butt on your doormat and won't...
Come with me, ' Mom says. To the library. Books and summertimego together.
I think fear is normal, Cade. Just don't let it win.
