I wish as well as everybody else to be perfectly happy but like everybody else it must be in my own way
If I loved you less I might be able to talk about it more
From Emma by Jane Austen
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends I have no notion of loving people by halves it is not my nature
My heart is and always will be yours
There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart
Perhaps it is our imperfections that make us so perfect for one another
It isn't what we say or think that defines us but what we do
You have bewitched me body and soul
and I love, I love, I love you.
In the end only three things matter how much you loved how gently you lived and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you
Close some doors not because of pride incapacity or arrogance but simply because they no longer lead somewhere
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