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&ldquo Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.&rdquo
― Plato

 

&ldquo We love the things we love for what they are.&rdquo
― Robert Frost

 

&ldquo You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.&rdquo
― Kahlil Gibran

 

&ldquo I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it' s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that' s keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)&rdquo
― E.E. Cummings

 

&ldquo The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I&mdash
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.&rdquo
― Robert Frost

 

&ldquo I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.&rdquo
― Pablo Neruda

 

&ldquo I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.&rdquo
― Pablo Neruda

 

&ldquo Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.&rdquo
― Cassandra Clare

 

&ldquo All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.&rdquo
― J.R.R. Tolkien

 

&ldquo Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent&rdquo

 

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