To love [Theme] Page 5

You will understand that frosts, icy winds, cold are just temporary cold, and they don’t matter if flowers and eternal summer bloom in your soul, if there is warmth in your heart and you are warmed by this warmth from the inside...

Winter teaches us to appreciate spring!

I don't have many reasons to hate people, but I have much less reasons to love them.

For people to truly love and devote themselves to each other, an effort of will is required. Solution. And this decision must always be remembered, every day, even when it seems unusually difficult. We must always remember this decision... This promise to love each other, to hold on to it like a thread.

Autumn that you want to love. Sunny and rainy, bright and grey, mischievous and dreary, cozy and cold, inspiring and depressing, romantic and pragmatic. Just as it is, real.

Leave a good mark on this world...

If you love everyone, then love everyone.

How to build love and relationships with a person who does not know how to love, do you understand? That is the question.

The Spirit of God teaches the soul to love all living things, so that it does not want to damage a green leaf on a tree, nor does it want to trample a flower of the field.

I want you to naturally strive to love yourself first. Because as soon as you come into harmony with yourself, the desire to comment on someone’s body, appearance, character and other things disappears by itself. Because happy people take care of themselves.

Evil is the darkness that lives in the hearts of people who do not want to let the light of God's love into themselves. But if God forcibly expelled this darkness from the human soul, then people would cease to be people and would turn into pious zombies, into automata, rigidly programmed to be good and obedient to God. And then there could be no talk of any love, because robots cannot love.

I want to exist in your universe, to watch with all my eyes how it contracts and expands, unwinding in a frantic dance to the music of our rain, Autumn...

“I love you,” the girl said more firmly, her voice trembling with tension. - I love you. I will always love you. Until there's nothing left of me.

You see, to love a common man probably means to despise, and sometimes even hate, the real person standing next to you.