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I may not be able to say these words to you but that doesn't mean I can't say it to the rest of the world. I'm not a poet. Nor do I try to be one. I simply share what I do in my spare time. All poetry springs from genuine feelings. I'm only a woman expressing herself to the world. ↗

— Tammy-Louise Wilkins

#poet #writer #love

There is no problem too large that God can’t handle,” Mamm assured. “Besides, God showed me a wonderful verse from His Word. Romans chapter eight verse twenty-eight: And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. ↗

— J.E.B. Spredemann

#problems #love

I'm loving Gateway to the Seer Realm Look Again to See Beyond the Natural ↗

— Barbie Breathitt

#love

Orange Juice? Sure. Toast? Sure. One last time on the couch? Sure. Phone number? Sure. See you again? Oooh, absolutely. That was the lie I told. Probably not, that was the truth, that was that which went unspoken. ↗

— T. Scott McLeod

#deception #dupilicity #honesty #love #relationships

Whenever I see your smiling face, I have to smile myself, because I love you, yes I do. ↗

— James Taylor

#love #relationships #love

Lovnad i djupaste snøen frå Siss til Unn: Det lovar eg deg at eg ikkje vil tenke på noko anna enn deg. Tenke på alt eg veit om deg. Tenke på deg heime og på skolen, og på skolevegen. Tenke på deg heile dagen, og dersom eg vaknar om natta. ↗

— Tarjei Vesaas

#love

Love is not for sale but you can also get a copy by paying. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#paying #love

Ese tipo de amor capaz de consumir el mundo o llevarlo a la gloria ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace #love #spanish #love

America runs on credit darling. Why do you worry, our credit will take care of this payment. It is not saving or cash in hand that matters. We do not need cash, we just need potential. The system in the US believes in potential. That is the model of the future. You need not be born rich, but you should be in the league that can make it big. ↗

— Ravindra Shukla

#capitalism #credit #inspirational #potential #youth

Sonnet VIII Je vis, je meurs : je me brûle et me noie, J’ai chaud extrême en endurant froidure ; La vie m’est et trop molle et trop dure, J’ai grands ennuis entremêlés de joie. Tout en un coup je ris et je larmoie, Et en plaisir maint grief tourment j’endure, Mon bien s’en va, et à jamais il dure, Tout en un coup je sèche et je verdoie. Ainsi Amour inconstamment me mène Et, quand je pense avoir plus de douleur, Sans y penser je me trouve hors de peine. Puis, quand je crois ma joie être certaine, Et être en haut de mon désiré heur, Il me remet en mon premier malheur. ↗

— Louise Labé

#poems #sonnets #love