Love, like a river, will cut a new path
whenever it meets an obstacle.
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Love is like a mustard seed;
planted by God
and watered by men
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There is only one happiness in life,
to love and be loved.
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Love is strong yet delicate.
It can be broken.
To truly love is to understand this.
To be in love is to respect this.
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When you love someone,
all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
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Love feels no burden,
thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of impossibility...
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
and it completes many things,
and warrants them to take effect,
where he who does not love would faint and lie down.
Love is watchful and sleeping, slumbereth not.
Though weary, it is not tired;
though pressed, it is not straitened;
though alarmed, it is not confounded...
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Love is like a mountain,
hard to climb,
but once you get to the top
the view is beautiful.
whenever it meets an obstacle.
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Love is like a mustard seed;
planted by God
and watered by men
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There is only one happiness in life,
to love and be loved.
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Love is strong yet delicate.
It can be broken.
To truly love is to understand this.
To be in love is to respect this.
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When you love someone,
all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
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Love feels no burden,
thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of impossibility...
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
and it completes many things,
and warrants them to take effect,
where he who does not love would faint and lie down.
Love is watchful and sleeping, slumbereth not.
Though weary, it is not tired;
though pressed, it is not straitened;
though alarmed, it is not confounded...
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Love is like a mountain,
hard to climb,
but once you get to the top
the view is beautiful.
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