Love seems the swiftest, but it is the slowest of all growths, No man or woman really knows what perfect love is until they have been married a qaurter of a century.-Mark Twain �To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, All in the morning betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your Valentine.�-William ShakespeareLove is like standing in wet cement, the longer you stay the harder is to leave and
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