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If you want to know how easy it is to love someone without holding back, forgive that person genuinely and try loving them again. You will experience love in 3D and in high definition. Forgiveness is the engine of love.

If you want to know how the heart is related to the soul, love someone.

If you want to look your best, wear love in your heart.

If you want to get rid of Rose then fine, I’ll take care of it. But I don’t think that is going to solve your problem. You’ll still be here. And you are your problem.

If you want to keep breathing, don’t ever call the love of my life a bitch.

If you want to know if someone is lying to you, start by living a truthful life. Once you live in the truth, you will not be easily deceived.

If you want to know the real reasons behind that attitude, think of the thought behind that attitude

If you want to know the secret of life, learn with enthusiasm and love with all of your heart.

If you want to make your wife joyful, treat her like Holy Spirit

If you want to see the beauty of any fish, throw it into the water, you will see how best it can swim because that is its source. Do you want to see the beauty in you? Don't look in the mirror, don't put on makeups, no jewelleries or expensive designer clothes, just go back and reconnect to your source and I bet, the best of you will show up. Until you return back to God, your best won't come out because He is your source.

If you want to heal a broken heart, Be smart! That's all an ancient art. Start by loving the very small parts That were left there shattered apart.

If you want to impress a lady, respect her, because respect is an impressive act itself

If You Want To Learn About LOVE,Happiness And Joy, Please Go To Your Childhood and Learn.

If you want to see magic, love someone and see the magical transformation.

If you want to shine like a precious gold, focus always on yourself, both inside and out.

If you want to know what love really is, take a look around you. ...It's giving life that counts. Until you're ready for it, all the rest is just a big fraud. All the crazy haircuts in the world won't keep it turning. Life isn't a 'love in;' it's the dishes and the orthodontist and the shoe repairman and... ground round instead of roast beef. And I'll tell you something else: it isn't going to a bed with a man that proves you're in love with him; it's getting up in the morning and facing the drab, miserable, wonderful everyday world with him that counts.

If you want to love God, love the less-fortunate one. If you want to see God, look through the eyes of a hungry child.

If you want to know how easy it is to love someone without holding back, forgive that person genuinely and try loving that person again. You will experience love in 3D and in high definition.

If you want to know what a truly healthy relationship is, it’s one where both people wake up every morning and say, “I choose to be with this person.

If you want to know where your heart is, look to where your mind goes when it wanders - #insearchofasoulmate

If you want to live in abundance, work towards it one day at a time.

If you want to see beauty, look with love and appreciation and you will find it.

If you want To see Infinity you need to see Love First

If you want what is right, do what is right.

If you were often rejected or ignored by your parents while growing up, you can end up seeking the love and attention you were denied from your romantic partner instead. If your partner is even slightly indifferent towards you, then the wound from your childhood can be ripped open, causeing a big fight with your partner. But the real cause isn’t your partner; it’s the wound you are carrying around within you. Rather than projecting this wound onto your partner and causing a fight, set aside your pride and speak from the heart: “I am terrified that you will reject me and leave me, like my mum/dad did.” If we combine painful memories, the need for attention, and pride, the relationship can easily be ruined.

If you were to love, love not for the lust that you yearn but the rather the pain that you earn with it. Remember though that the ones who brave the pain are eternally bound in Cupid's chain. It is these chains that many of us fear. The fear of losing the freedom of choosing for self. The fear of placing the needs of our better halves before our own. The fear is understandable for history has taught us to despise and the society has given us the chance to entice. However, if you were to pause and think ever about - love - then do remember that the chain which upon acceptance binds you in amour is the same which upon rejection arrests us to an ague called lonesome depression. Few survive in love, but fewer without it.

If you want to succeed, make it a study first then practice it and finally live it daily.

If you were blessed to wake up this morning, remember that you have indeed won the grand universal lottery; you have been given yet another chance at life! Your big question is, what will you do with your winnings today? Inshan Meahjohn

If you were food, you would be corn. I dont know why, i just sense corn in you.

If you will force to love someone, they will try to find the reason to loving them and they will be over confident about themselves, don't let them on sky, don't let them to fly, just keep loving of yourself, you are the only your true friend in the whole world, :) no one is love you, care you, the way you love and care of yourself :) be full of generous heart, be honest with you, be realistic, be humble, be full of joy and full of love, be careful, protect yourself and be your own HERO :) just spread the love to people :) around the world. Doesn't matter they will love you or hate you, or they are just a haters :) my love to each and every good human :) God will bless all :) keep loving and follow healthy lifestyle :)

If you want True love. Love With Who Love You

If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brush the Summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As Housewives do a Fly. If I could see you in a year, I'd wind the months in balls — And put them each in separate Drawers, For fear the numbers fuse — If only Centuries, delayed, I'd count them on my Hand, Subtracting, till my fingers dropped Into Van Diemen's land. If certain, when this life was out, That yours and mine should be, I ’d toss it yonder like a rind, And taste eternity. But, now, uncertain of the length Of this, that is between, It goads me, like the Goblin Bee, That will not state — its sting.

If you were mine, I'd never leave you, Prudence. I couldn't.

If you were to love, love not for the lust that you yearn but the rather the pain that you earn with it.

...if you were truly existing in a state of love with another person and the relationship somehow came to an end you would understand that no perceived love was lost because love cannot be destroyed or denatured, it is a perpetual state.

If you will let it, this Blue Willow platter can represent my promise to fill your life with my trust and love and a houseful of children. - Peter Andersen

If you were three times poor, I would still have paid attention to you and fell head over heels in love with you.

If you want to teach real religion to the kids, throw away the Bible, the Vedas, the Quran and all the scriptures, and teach them the religion of love.

If you will count, count the stars, dear one. How many stars in the sky, looking down on us as we lie in each other's arms and taste joy? How many gleaming fish in the lake where I splash our son in the water and hear his streaks of glee ring out in the clear air? A fine little salmon you made, that night in the rain. How many times does the heart beat, how fast does the blood run when at last we touch, and touch again, and breathe the same desperate, longing breath? Count those things, for they are the stuff of life and hope.

If you wish to be successful, you have be willing to invest the time, energy, and money necessary to associate with the right people.

If you work by faith and not by sight, you will always see a sign. You have to develop a space of comfort to know that there is a difference between signs and sounds, it means God will tell you that He will make a change in your life but He won't show you anything to demonstrate the change for a little while because He doesn't want your faith to be in the change; He wants your faith to be in the promise, so that when the change is a bit slow in coming, you will know how to trust in Him while you wait for it to come to pass.

If you will it, it's not a dream.

If you wish to be and remain successful, invest a minimum of five to ten per cent of your income each month and your time each day on your personal growth and development.

I gave her love she gave me words to write

I gave my heart to a man who loved me, who wanted to be with me. Who ultimately was afraid of all I offered. I didn’t understand why he sabotaged our future at the time – cheating on me, again, as we were making final plans to move in together. By the time he came over to smooth talk his way out of it, I was done. No more crying. Even my tears had given up on him. I’d already moved on, his cheating was simply the key left in the mailbox.

I gazed up as if I hadn't heard, but what I was thinking was, tell me more about the pretty girls. I was embarrassed for wanting it, it was base, what did pretty matter? I had thought that so many times with my mother. A person didn't need to be beautiful, they just needed to be loved. But I couldn't help wanting it. If that was the way I could be loved, to be beautiful, I'd take it.

If you wish to know the truth of who you are, follow the voice that calls you home. Go there. For where our love is, there we will be.

I gave her the world, the moon, the sun, the stars, the planets... I gave her my breath, my voice, my sight, my life... I gave her memories, dreams, happiness... I gave her care and compassion... I gave her everything... and with sickly curved words, venom dripping from her fingers, she whispered in a way that would shatter glass... between her poisonous lips and her barbed teeth, she told me a story of blackness and catastrophe... from her mind a story of corruption and infamy sprang, her first touch an eternal perversion of my vision of life, an absolute seduction from the face of unbearable desire herself... the chills of a dead soul are frosty, a clouded layer of ash fills my insides, specks of dust fill my veins, empty thoughts smother my mind... and in the final steps of our pitifully destructive dance, I will dip you low, caress you so closely, feel the softness of your neck with the skin of my lips and, for that single moment, lost in the promise in your eyes and the intoxicating scent of your taunt body, I saw a sort of perfection that in any other place and light I would only hopelessly attempt to imagine... a horribly curious vividly creative swirl of chaos and flesh eating light, a specter of glow, paint and sound whose first inhalation is the slow quiver of last exhale, my exhale, my final whisper... I only wish I could have done more... but so impossible was it to resist what made her, her...

I gave him my heart without thinking how it would feel if he returned it.

I gave you up and died a little each day