Love is like a rosebud, it can blossom fully, or it can die softly.

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Love is like a rosebud, it can blossom fully, or it can die softly.

-- Anonymous

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YOU CAN’T GET RID OF OLD MEMORIES, BUT YOU CAN CREATE NEW BETTER ONES.

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When you sing a song of love, you’re actually giving something to yourself, too. You’re singing and casting these affirmations of love out into the universe. It resonates in your body in a way that feels extraordinary.

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Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dainty sum! One bird, one cage, one flight; one song in those far woods, as yet suspected by faith only!

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A bird is three things: Feathers, flight and song, And feathers are the least of these.

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I have lived pain, and my life can tell: I only deepen the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on summer humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives.

-- Ann Voskamp

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