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“ The true miracle lies in our eagerness to allow, appreciate, and honor the uniqueness, and freedom of each sentient being to sing the song of their heart. ”
- Amit Ray- Copy
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“ Sometimes the best of gods gift's arrive by the shattering of all the window panes. ”
- Paulo Coelho- Copy
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“ Every second that passes is another grain of sand in your hourglass that is gone, forever lost in time. ”
- Nyki Mack- Copy
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“ I love words. I crave descriptions that overwhelm my imagination with vivid detail. I dwell on phrases that make my heart thrum. I cherish expressions that pierce my emotions and force the tears to spill over. In essence, I long for a writer's soul sealed in ink on the page. ”
- Richelle E. Goodrich- Copy
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“ I do love nothing in the world so well as you is not that strange? ”
- William Shakespeare- Copy
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“ An early. morning walk is a blessing for the whole day. ”
- Henry David Thoreau- Copy
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“ It’s time to care; it’s time to take responsibility; it’s time to lead; it’s time for a change; it’s time to be true to our greatest self; it’s time to stop blaming others. ”
- Steve Maraboli- Copy
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“ Until you step into the unknown, you don’t know what you’re made of. ”
- Roy T. Bennett- Copy
“ Buy a pup and your money will buy Love unflinching that cannot lie. ”
- Rudyard Kipling- Copy
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“ Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can't get any better, it can. ”
- Nicholas Sparks- Copy
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“ Gratitude is not love. Don’t mix the two because they are not the same. ”
- Frank Matobo- Copy
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“ The most successful men in the end are those whose success is the result of steady accretion. ”
- Alexander Graham Bell- Copy
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“ He didn't realize that love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves its own mark. ”
- J.K. Rowling- Copy
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“ the saddest thing is to be a minute to someone, when you've made them your eternity. ”
- Sanober Khan- Copy
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“ Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. ”
- William Shakespeare- Copy
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“ There are many Mondays to go before I die. I may as well look forward to them. ”
- Trevor Carss- Copy
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