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Piglet: "How do you spell 'love'?" Winnie the Pooh: "You don't spell it...you feel it."
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Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.
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I'd walked too close to heaven and gotten a glimpse. The hell I'd lived before her no longer appealed to me.
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Love shouldn't make our choices for us; it should just add importance to our choices.
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'Tis spring; come out to ramble The hilly brakes around, For under thorn and bramble About the hollow ground The primroses are found. And there's the windflower chilly With all the winds at play, And there's the Lenten lily That has not long to stay And dies on Easter day.
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There are going to be a lot of questions, not just in my country but across the Middle East: Is Israel going to continue to be 'Fortress Israel' — or, as we all hope, become accepted into the neighborhood? Which I believe is the only way we can move forward in harmony. And no matter what's happening in the Middle East — the Arab Spring, et cetera, the economic challenges, high rates of unemployment — the emotional, critical issue is always the Israeli-Palestinian one.
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I drink from a small spring, / my thirst excedes the ocean.
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Your days are short here; this is the last of your springs. And now in the serenity and quiet of this lovely place, touch the depths of truth, feel the hem of Heaven. You will go away with old, good friends. And don't forget when you leave why you came.
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Let us rejoice in the truth, wherever we find its lamp burning.
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No one rejoices more in revenge than woman.
