Every one speaks well of his own heart but no one dares speak well of his own mind.

Author: Francois de La Rochefoucauld

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Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

However rare true love may be it is less so than true friendship.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

True love is like ghosts which everyone talks about and few have seen.

My heart never knew loneliness until you went away.

Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

When it comes to love, compassion, and other feelings of the heart, I am rich.

If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it - then I can achieve it.