I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
Khalil GibranRead
It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone... but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
Interpretation
Love develops over time, yet forgetting someone who impacted us can take a lifetime.
This quote reflects the fleeting nature of infatuation and the gradual depth of feelings associated with liking and loving someone. It emphasizes the lasting emotional impact that personal connections can have, suggesting that while initial feelings may come and go quickly, the process of moving on from someone we truly loved is far more complex and enduring.
In practice
Sharing this quote at a Valentine's Day event to reflect on the complexities of love.
I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
Be patient, for it is from doubt that knowledge is born.
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.
God made Truth with many doors to welcome every believer who knocks on them.
Happiness is a vine that takes root and grows within the heart, never outside it.
Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.
In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another?
Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.
Half the sum of attraction, on either side, might have been enough, for he had nothing to do, and she had hardly any body to love." (of Anne Elliot and Captain Wentworth, Persuasion)
My heart, the bird of the wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes. They are the cradle of the morning, they are the kingdom of the stars. My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but soar in that sky, in its lonely immensity. Let me but cleave its clouds and spread wings in its sunshine.
I define my sexuality in terms of the people that I love.
To kiss well one must kiss solely. No groping hands or stammering hearts. The lips and the lips alone are the pleasure. Passion is sweeter split strand by strand. Divided and re-divided like mercury then gathered up only at the last moment.
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