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Butterfly
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Love proves itself by deeds,
so how am I to show my love?
Great deeds are forbidden me.
The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers,
and these flowers are every little sacrifice,
every glance and word,
and the doing of the least actions for love
. — Therese of Lisieux
“Look at situations from all angles, and you will become more open.” — Dalai Lama
“Catch the air around the butterfly.” ― Katerina Stoykova Klemer
“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.” ― Dean Jackson
“Love is the dancing cry of the soul, calling the body to worship
Like a shining whirlpool, or a spinning mayfly
So is love among the skies.
I leap across the mountaintops, madly singing the song of all songs
I float through the ether, intoxicated, thrilled
I think only of your love, your calling to me
And I dance the thousand dances of love, all returning to you.”
Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī
I Like You When You Are Quiet
Pablo Neruda
I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent,
and you hear me from far away, and my voice does not touch you.
It looks as though your eyes had flown away
and it looks as if a kiss had sealed your mouth.
Like all things are full of my soul
You emerge from the things, full of my soul.
Dream butterfly, you look like my soul,
and you look like a melancoly word.
I like you when you are quiet and it is as though you are distant.
It is as though you are complaining, butterfly in lullaby.
And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you:
let me fall quiet with your own silence.
Let me also speak to you with your silence
Clear like a lamp, simple like a ring.
You are like the night, quiet and constellated.
Your silence is of a star, so far away and solitary.
I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent.
Distant and painful as if you had died.
A word then, a smile is enough.
And I am happy, happy that it is not true.
‘Beauty is truth, truth beauty,’ – that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
— John Keats
The Beauty of a Woman
The beauty of a woman Is not in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries, Or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman Is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
And the beauty of a woman
With passing years only grows.
Author: Audrey Hepburn
“Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it, the more it will elude you, but if you turn
your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.” — Henry David Thoreau
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