9:26 AM
my sister e-mailed me this...You can't finish a book without closing its chapters.
If you want to go on,
then you have to leave the past
as you turn the pages.
Love is not destroyed by a single failure
or won by a single caress.
Its a lifetime venture
in which we are always learning,
discovering and growing.
The greatest irony of love
is letting go when you need to hold on and
holding on when you need to let go.
We lose someone we love
only when we are destined to find someone else
who can love us
even more than we can love ourselves....
divine
Then let our trial teach us patience.
reminiscence
coniungere
"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."
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