We cannot decide to love. We cannot compel anyone to love us. There’s no secret recipe, only love itself. And we are at its mercy; there’s nothing we can do

Love 💕 is blind, the phrase runs. Nay, I would rather say, love sees as God see, and with infinite wisdom has infinite pardon

The beginning of love is to let those we love💕 be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find it them

🤟🏽 The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence; the past is a place of learning, not a place of living

Each act of love 💕 is like a crumb of bread for the birds of winter. The offering is cheap to give and invaluable to receive
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