Wednesday, October 31, 2007
  Our topic today......(as cheesy as it sounds)..Lurvvv

Love lost quotes

1. Washington Irving
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and
purify the heart.

2. Otomo No Yakamochi
Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands
that are not there.

3. Anonymous
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.

4. Jean Anouilh
There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.

5. Alfred Lord Tennyson
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

6. Kahlil Gibran
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of
separation.

7. Margaret Mitchell
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them
together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new.
What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its
best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

8. G. K. Chesterton
The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.

9. Samuel Butler
It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.

10. Socrates
The hottest love has the coldest end.


Cute Love Quote

1. Richard Bach
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with
someone you love, aren't you already there?

2. James Baldwin
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a
battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.

3. G. Moore
Other men have seen angels, But I have seen thee, And thou art enough.

4. Thomas Moore
Came but for friendship, and took away love.

5. Leo Buscaglia
Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

6. Montaigne
If I am pressed to say why I loved him, I feel it can only be explained by
replying: "Because it was he; because it was me."

7. Kyle Schmidt
I have said nothing because there is nothing I can say that would describe
how I feel as perfectly as you deserve it.

8. Joan Crawford
Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn down
your house, you can never tell.

9. Henry Ward Beecher
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.

10. Rabindranath Tagore
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life
after life, in age after age forever.

11. Rina
Love as hard as you can and show it shamelessly, if you cry tomorrow...at
least you know that you had loved and left.

In my head - Loop.

LOOP lyric.

Hey, when these streets are dyed with twilight
Somewhere else in the world the sun is rising
When that flower you grasp in your hand wilts
Its small seeds will fall onto the ground

If you call the well-trodden earth a path
Then I guess even the closing of my eyes is love...

If this Earth were flat the two of us would have never met
We'd have been running away from each other
Without even slowing down, now, even if we're separated to the ends of the
Earth
We'll probably face each other again amidst the endlessly recurring
miracles

Hey, when the twilight veiling these streets disappears
I'll ask it to take these tears of mine with it

If we called the words spoken to me a short story
Then I guess these words I dare not say are a dream...

On the leaf floating upon this clear, unfaltering stream
Aspiring to the sea, I'll become the clouds, and patter down as the rain
Nourishing the seeds that've fallen near you, so far away
And if you were to notice me, in another place, I'd be happy

Oh...

Because this star goes around and around, without an end
the sights I see outside this slightly opened window change
And perhaps within the season that the flower I loved quietly blossoms
at the very end of these recurring miracles - we'll gaze upon each other
again
perhaps, we'll gaze upon each other again
Turning, all around you
whirling, twirling, spinning

 

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