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The Art of Marriage
A good relationship must be created.
In the art of togetherness the little things are the big things ….
It is never being too old to hold hands.
It is remembering to say “I love you” at least once each day.
It is never going to sleep angry.
It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives.
It is standing together facing the world.
It is at no time taking the other for granted.
It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways.
It is not being afraid to be honest.
It is having the capacity to forgive and forget.
It is cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding and a sense of humour.
It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow.
It is a common search for the good and the beautiful.
It is not looking for perfection, but accepting the imperfection.
It is not only finding the right partner, it is being the right partner.
Captain Correlli's Mandolin
Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because that is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the declaration of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day. This is just being in-love, which any fool can do.
Love itself is what is left over when being in-love has burned away, and this is both an art form and a fortunate accident.
Love
is having roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all
the pretty blossom has fallen from the branches, you find that you are
one tree and not two.
Kahlil Gibran
You were born to be together, and together you shall be forever more.
You shall be together when the wings of death scatter your days.
Ay, you shall be together even in your silent memory.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup, but drink not from one cup.
Give one another bread, but eat not the of same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each of you be alone.
Even as the strings of a lute are alone, though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each others keeping,
For only the hand of life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together,
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in shadow.