They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.
Music is what feelings sound like.
You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel.
“Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are ones who weep when you’re gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is deep and beautiful and the grounds so very cold.
The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.
“Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.
The best way of forgetting how you think you feel is to concentrate on what you know you know.
Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.
There are beautiful people in similar situations, feeling very much the same things as we. And though we are alone, in a way we are not, and for me there’s a comfort in that.
So when you are listening to somebody, completely, attentively, then you are listening not only to the words, but also to the feeling of what is being conveyed, to the whole of it, not part of it.
In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers and the dreams are as beautiful.
Sometimes my feelings are so hot that I have to take pen and put them out on paper to keep them from setting me afire aside: then all that ink and labor are wasted because I can’t print the results
Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
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