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Saturday, January 30, 2010
"Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along." - Rumi
"Age does not protect you from love but love to some extent love protects you from age." - Jeanne Moreau
"It is not so much what is on the table that matters, as what is on the chairs." - W.S. Gilbert
"Even a very small degree of hope is enough to cause the birth of love." - Stendhal
"The most wasted day is that in which we have not laughed." - Chamfort
"Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat." - Joanne Woodward
"An old man who marries a young wife grows younger - but she grows older." - folk saying
"Forgiveness is the final form of love." - Reinhold Niebuhr
"Age does not protect you from love but love to some extent love protects you from age." - Jeanne Moreau
"It is not so much what is on the table that matters, as what is on the chairs." - W.S. Gilbert
"Even a very small degree of hope is enough to cause the birth of love." - Stendhal
"The most wasted day is that in which we have not laughed." - Chamfort
"Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat." - Joanne Woodward
"An old man who marries a young wife grows younger - but she grows older." - folk saying
"Forgiveness is the final form of love." - Reinhold Niebuhr
For love . . . has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together that you cannot separate them. -:-Virginia Woolf
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