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When gone from hence, may nobody think of me again, except when one or two may think perhaps how I loved them
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When gone from hence, may nobody think of me again, except when one or two may think perhaps how I loved them
What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined for life—to strengthen each other in all labour, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?
Tell all my friends in Concord that I do not send my love, but retain it still.
As life wears on the love of husband or wife, of friends and of children, becomes the great solace and delight of age.
Even if we are alone, we store up our enjoyment in hope of sharing it hereafter with those we love.
Love is the light and sunshine of life.
Love lasts through life, and adapts itself to every age and circumstance; in childhood for father and mother, in manhood for wife, in age for children, and throughout for brothers and sisters, relations and friends.
Most of those who have written in praise of books have thought they could say nothing more conclusive than to compare them to friends.
Some people never seem to appreciate their friends till they have lost them.
We love the ticking of the clock, and the flicker of the fire, like the sound of the cawing of rooks, not so much for any beauty of their own as for their associations.
Your friend is your needs answered.
Grief can take care of itself; but to get the full value of a joy you must have somebody to divide it with.
There is no silence more docile than the silence of love, and it is indeed the only one that we may claim for ourselves alone.
If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.
Whereas in friendship, 'tis a general and universal fire, but temperate and equal, a constant established heat, all gentle and smooth, without poignancy or roughness.
Otherwise, my dear wife, we shall seem discontented at the birth of our little daughter, if we consider our position before her birth as more perfect.
intimacy is the full enjoyment of friendship, and most pleasant is companying with and spending the day with a friend
If I feel overshadowed and outdone by great neighbors, I can yet love; I can still receive; and he that loveth maketh his own the grandeur he loves.
We say so because we feel that what we love is not in your will, but above it.
No, the love which survives the tomb is one of the noblest attributes of the soul.
Concentration makes the individual life simpler and deeper.
Each day there should be fresh resolution, new strength, and renewed enthusiasm.
Happiness consists not of having, but of being; not of possessing, but of enjoying.
Happiness is paradoxic because it may coexist with trial, sorrow and poverty.
Happiness is the voice of optimism, of faith, of simple, steadfast love.
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