LOVE, WHEN WE LOVED NOT ENOUGH
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
There is a woman at the beginning of all great things.
There is a woman at the beginning of all great things.
Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.
everything, love, really, yourself