Home is Where the Heart is

Just another weblog of a busy mom of Triplets!

A man overtime falls in love with woman he is attracted to ,
and a woman overtime become more attracted to the man she loves.
āļœāļđāđ‰āļŠāļēāļĒāļĄāļąāļāļˆāļ°āļ•āļāļŦāļĨāļļāļĄāļĢāļąāļāļ„āļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāđ€āļ„āđ‰āļēāļŦāļĨāļ‡āđ€āļŠāļ™āđˆāļŦāđŒ āđāļĨāļ°āļœāļđāđ‰āļŦāļāļīāļ‡āļˆāļ°āļŦāļĨāļ‡āđ€āļŠāļ™āđˆāļŦāđŒāļ„āļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāđ€āļ˜āļ­āļ•āļāļŦāļĨāļļāļĄāļĢāļąāļ
Friendship is love minus sex and plus reason
LOVE is friendship plus sex and minus reason.
āļĄāļīāļ•āļĢāļ āļēāļžāļ„āļ·āļ­ āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļĢāļąāļāļĨāļšāļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāđ€āļ‹āđ‡āļāļ‹āđŒ āđāļĨāļ°āļšāļ§āļāđ€āļ­āļēāđ€āļŦāļ•āļļāļœāļĨāđ€āļžāļīāđˆāļĄāđ€āļ‚āđ‰āļēāđ„āļ›
āļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āļĢāļąāļāļ„āļ·āļ­ āļĄāļīāļ•āļĢāļ āļēāļžāļšāļ§āļāļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāđ€āļ‹āđ‡āļāļ‹āđŒ āđāļĨāļ°āļĨāļšāđ€āļ­āļēāđ€āļŦāļ•āļļāļœāļĨāļ­āļ­āļ
To love is nothing. To be loved is something.
To love and be loved is everything!!!!
āļāļēāļĢāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļĢāļąāļāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āđ€āļĢāļ·āđˆāļ­āļ‡āļ‚āļĩāđ‰āļœāļ‡ āļāļēāļĢāļ–āļđāļāļĢāļąāļāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™ “āļšāļēāļ‡āļ­āļĒāđˆāļēā āļ—āļĩāđ€āļ”āļĩāļĒāļ§
āļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āļāļēāļĢāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļĢāļąāļāđāļĨāļ°āļāļēāļĢāļ–āļđāļāļĢāļąāļāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļ—āļļāļāļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāļ‡ (āļ§āđ‰āļēāļ§)

 

Don’t marry a person you can live with,
marry somebody you can’t live without.
āļˆāļ‡āļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāđāļ•āđˆāļ‡āļ‡āļēāļ™āļāļąāļšāļ„āļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ„āļļāļ“ “āļ­āļĒāļđāđˆāļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāđ„āļ”āđ‰”
āļˆāļ‡āđāļ•āđˆāļ‡āļ‡āļēāļ™āļāļąāļšāļ„āļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ„āļļāļ“ “āļ‚āļēāļ”āđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰”

You know when you love someone when you want them to be happy
even if their happiness means that you”re not of it.
āļ„āļļāļ“āļĢāļđāđ‰āļ§āđˆāļē āļ„āļļāļ“āļĢāļąāļāđ€āļ„āđ‰āļēāļāđ‡āļ•āđˆāļ­āđ€āļĄāļ·āđˆāļ­āļ„āļļāļ“āļ•āđ‰āļ­āļ‡āļāļēāļĢāđƒāļŦāđ‰āđ€āļ„āđ‰āļēāļĄāļĩāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļļāļ‚
āđāļĄāđ‰āļ§āđˆāļēāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŠāļļāļ‚āļ™āļąāđ‰āļ™āļˆāļ°āļŦāļĄāļēāļĒāļ–āļķāļ‡ āļāļēāļĢāļ—āļĩāđˆāļ„āļļāļ“āđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļŠāđˆāļ§āļ™āļŦāļ™āļķāđˆāļ‡āļ‚āļ­āļ‡āļĄāļąāļ™

Love looks not with eyes, but with the mind.
āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļĢāļąāļāļ™āļąāđ‰āļ™ āđ€āļŦāđ‡āļ™āđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāļ•āļē āđāļ•āđˆāļ”āđ‰āļ§āļĒāđƒāļˆ

Love is like standing in the wet cement.
The longer you stay, the harder it is to leave.
And you can never go without leaving your shoes behind.
āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļĢāļąāļāļāđ‡āđ€āļŦāļĄāļ·āļ­āļ™āļ‹āļĩāđ€āļĄāļ™āļ•āđŒāđ€āļ›āļĩāļĒāļāđ† āļĒāļīāđˆāļ‡āļ„āļļāļ“āļ­āļĒāļđāđˆāļ™āļēāļ™āđ€āļ—āđˆāļēāđ„āļŦāļĢāđˆāļāđ‡āļĒāļīāđˆāļ‡āļ•āļīāļ”āļŦāļ™āļķāļš
āļˆāļēāļāđ„āļ›āđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āđ€āļ—āđˆāļēāļ™āļąāđ‰āļ™ āđāļĨāļ°āļ„āļļāļ“āļˆāļ°āđ„āļĄāđˆāļĄāļĩāļ§āļąāļ™āļˆāļēāļāļĄāļēāđ„āļ”āđ‰āđ€āļĨāļĒ
āđ‚āļ”āļĒāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļ—āļīāđ‰āļ‡āļĢāļ­āļ‡āđ€āļ—āđ‰āļēāđ„āļ§āđ‰āļ‚āđ‰āļēāļ‡āļŦāļĨāļąāļ‡

If you love someone, tell them don’t wait.
Otherwise, you will lose the chance.
āļ–āđ‰āļēāļ„āļļāļ“āļĢāļąāļāđƒāļ„āļĢ āļšāļ­āļāđ€āļ„āđ‰āļēāļ‹āļ° āļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāļĢāļĩāļĢāļ­āļ­āļĒāļđāđˆāđ€āļĨāļĒ āđ„āļĄāđˆāļ‡āļąāđ‰āļ™āļ„āļļāļ“āļˆāļ°āđ€āļŠāļĩāļĒāđ‚āļ­āļāļēāļŠāļ™āļ°..
It only takes a second to say ” I love you”
but it will take a lifetime to show you how much.
āđƒāļŠāđ‰āđ€āļ§āļĨāļēāđāļ„āđˆāđ€āļžāļĩāļĒāļ‡āļŠāļąāđˆāļ§āļ§āļīāļ™āļēāļ—āļĩāđƒāļ™āļāļēāļĢāļšāļ­āļāļ§āđˆāļē” āļ‰āļąāļ™āļĢāļąāļāđ€āļ˜āļ­”
āđāļ•āđˆāđƒāļŠāđ‰āđ€āļ§āļĨāļēāļ•āļĨāļ­āļ”āļŠāļĩāļ§āļīāļ•āđƒāļ™āļāļēāļĢāđāļŠāļ”āļ‡āđƒāļŦāđ‰āđ€āļŦāđ‡āļ™āļ§āđˆāļē āļĢāļąāļāļĄāļēāļāđ€āļžāļĩāļĒāļ‡āđ„āļĢ?
The essential sadness is to go through life without loving.
But it would be almost equally sad to leave this world
without ever telling those you loved that you love them.
āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāđ€āļĻāļĢāđ‰āļēāļ—āļĩāđˆāļŠāļģāļ„āļąāļāļ„āļ·āļ­āļāļēāļĢāđƒāļŠāđ‰āļŠāļĩāļ§āļīāļ•āđ‚āļ”āļĒāļ›āļĢāļēāļĻāļˆāļēāļāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļĢāļąāļ
āđāļ•āđˆāļĄāļąāļ™āļ„āļ‡āļˆāļ°āđ€āļĻāļĢāđ‰āļēāļžāļ­āđ† āļāļąāļ™ āļ—āļĩāđˆāļˆāļ°āļˆāļēāļāđ‚āļĨāļāļ™āļĩāđ‰āđ„āļ›
āđ‚āļ”āļĒāđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļšāļ­āļāļ„āļ™āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ„āļļāļ“āļĢāļąāļāļ§āđˆāļē “āļ„āļļāļ“āļĢāļąāļāļžāļ§āļāđ€āļ„āđ‰āļē”
A man falls in love through his eyes,
a woman through her ears.
āļœāļđāđ‰āļŠāļēāļĒāļ•āļāļŦāļĨāļļāļĄāļĢāļąāļāļ—āļēāļ‡āļ•āļē āđāļ•āđˆāļœāļđāđ‰āļŦāļāļīāļ‡āļ™āđˆāļ° āļ•āļāļŦāļĨāļļāļĄāļĢāļąāļāļ—āļēāļ‡āļŦāļđ
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To hope is to risk pain.
To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken,
because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

āļāļēāļĢāļ—āļĩāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļĢāļąāļ āļ„āļ·āļ­āļāļēāļĢāđ€āļŠāļĩāđˆāļĒāļ‡āļ§āđˆāļēāļˆāļ°āđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļĢāļąāļšāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļĢāļąāļāđ€āļ›āđ‡āļ™āļāļēāļĢāļ•āļ­āļšāđāļ—āļ™
āļāļēāļĢāļ•āļąāđ‰āļ‡āļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļŦāļ§āļąāļ‡ āļ„āļ·āļ­āļāļēāļĢāđ€āļŠāļĩāđˆāļĒāļ‡āļāļąāļšāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāđ€āļˆāđ‡āļšāļ›āļ§āļ”
āļāļēāļĢāļžāļĒāļēāļĒāļēāļĄāļ„āļ·āļ­āļāļēāļĢāđ€āļŠāļĩāđˆāļĒāļ‡āļāļąāļšāļ„āļ§āļēāļĄāļĨāđ‰āļĄāđ€āļŦāļĨāļ§
āđāļ•āđˆāļĒāļąāļ‡āđ„āļ‡āļāđ‡āļ•āđ‰āļ­āļ‡āđ€āļŠāļĩāđˆāļĒāļ‡ āđ€āļžāļĢāļēāļ°āļŠāļīāđˆāļ‡āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ­āļąāļ™āļ•āļĢāļēāļĒāļ—āļĩāđˆāļŠāļļāļ”āđƒāļ™āļŠāļĩāļ§āļīāļ•āļāđ‡āļ„āļ·āļ­
āļāļēāļĢāđ„āļĄāđˆāđ€āļŠāļĩāđˆāļĒāļ‡āļ­āļ°āđ„āļĢāđ€āļĨāļĒ

When loving someone..
never regret what you do..
only regret what you didn’t do.
āđ€āļ§āļĨāļēāļĢāļąāļāđƒāļ„āļĢ..āļ­āļĒāđˆāļēāđ€āļŠāļĩāļĒāđƒāļˆāđƒāļ™āļŠāļīāđˆāļ‡āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ„āļļāļ“āđ„āļ”āđ‰āļāļĢāļ°āļ—āļģ
āļˆāļ‡āđ€āļŠāļĩāļĒāđƒāļˆāđƒāļ™āļŠāļīāđˆāļ‡āļ—āļĩāđˆāļ„āļļāļ“āđ„āļĄāđˆāđ„āļ”āđ‰āļāļĢāļ°āļ—āļģ
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