No power is strong enough to be lasting if it labors under the weight of fear. - ~*Cicero*~

Where you used to be, there's a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling into at night.  I miss you like hell.     ~*Edna St. Vincent Millay*~

You need somebody to love while you're looking for someone to love.     ~*Shelagh Delaney*~

Women are natural guerrillas.  Scheming, we nestle in the enemy's bed, avoiding open warfare, watching the options, playing the odds.          ~*Sally Kempton*~

If man is my aggressor, my put-down, my oppressor, would somebody please tell me why I am sleeping in the enemy camp.                         ~*Bonnie Charles Bluh*~

It's hard to stay mad when there is so much beauty in the world.  Sometimes I feel like I am seeing it all at once and it feels like too much.  My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst.  Then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it and let it flow through me like rain and then I can feel nothing but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life.     ~*Lester American Beauty*~

Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship-never.                  ~*C.C. Colton*~

I am patient but do not push.  For it is silently my heart will break one night, and with no words you will find me gone come morning.     ~*JEWEL*~

A friend married is a friend lost.     *~Henrik Ibsen*~

The person you love best, you share the world with.  When that person's gone the world remains but it isn't the same thing, it's at a distance.  It isn't the same world, actually.  It has so little hold on you, you could just drift away like to the moon.     ~*Joyce Carol Oates*~

She is constant only in her inconstancy.     ~*Ovid*~

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.     *~August Strindberg*~

Whoever gossips to you will gossip of you.     ~*Spanish Proverb*~

A cold passionless woman is a woman who has not yet met the man she is bound to love.     ~*Stendhal*~

After all, my estwhile dear.  My no longer charished.  Need we say it wss not love, just because it parished?     ~*Edna St. Vincent Millay*~

Love enters a man through his eyes; a woman through her ears.     ~*Polish Proverb*~

She wore far too much rouge last night and not quite enough clothes.  That is always a sign of despair in a womam.     ~*Oscar Wilde*~    

The simple lack of HER means more to me than other's presence.     ~*Unknown*~ 

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