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Love is a fruit in season at all times,
and within reach of
every hand. |
Mother
Teresa |
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Wherever you are, and whatever you
do,
be in love. |
Rumi |
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Through love
Bitter things become sweet.
Through love
Bits of copper turn into gold.
Through love Pains are healed. |
Rumi |
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He whom love touches not
walks in darkness. |
Plato |
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