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- If you've ever loved and lost love, then you will understand that you need to learn to love yourself as much as you need to…
- Don't let the ghost of the past haunt your present, Even a bad memory is good, because it teaches us not to repeat the same…
- Hold tightly to your passion and never let go. Let it infuse your life with meaning and purpose and become the motivator for everything you…
- Too often, we carry around things from our past that hurt us, holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to…
- Some people are like dark clouds, when they disappear, it's a brighter day. Know when its time to let go. Removing negative people from your…
- Be strong enough to love after you've been hurt, but smart enough to guard your heart and be careful of whom you let in it.
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- Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius. — Pietro Aretino
- I am a free man. I do not need to copy Petrarca or Boccaccio. My own genius is enough. Let others worry… — Pietro Aretino
- When you care about human beings, you do your best to not repress and to not let people to repress and to… — Jean-Bertrand Aristide
- Let each man exercise the art he knows. — Aristophanes
- Stories surge up out of nowhere, and if they feel compelling, you follow them. You let them unfold inside you and see… — Paul Auster
- We want the Israelis to leave. They want to leave - so let us let them leave. — Mahmoud Abbas
- It is all right to hold a conversation but you should let go of it now and then. — Richard Armour
- Let me put it this way: I think Republicans tend to keep the ball in play, Democrats go for broke. — Arthur Ashe
- Never let your sense of morals get in the way of doing what's right. — Isaac Asimov
- Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. — Francis of Assisi
- Where there is injury let me sow pardon. — Francis of Assisi
- Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that… — Brooks Atkinson