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Magic will find those with pure hearts, even when all seems lost. —Morgan Rhodes
All she wanted was that cozy love the kind that felt like hot chocolate, rainstorms or wood fires in small houses hard to describe but you know it when you got it.
True love happens at the edge of all things a lavender place between wake & sleep.
When I first met you I remembered you from a hundred different dreams and there you were for me to love all over again for the very first time.
IT’S ALWAYS BEEN HIM SHE SMILED OUR SOULS JUST DANCE THE SAME.
Magical places are always beautiful and deserve to be contemplated. —Paulo Coelho
There’s something magic about airports it’s like standing in a room with a thousand doors.
She wasn’t looking for the perfect person she was looking for someone to catch her imagination and remind her what she was looking for.
Travel and love are worth the sacrifice for a life without them is a life unexplored.
You’ll never hear the old man say that he wished he didn’t see the world and had more money when he died.
Let’s stop pretending to be so perfect for the world and get on with finding out if we can be so perfect for each other.
She’s mad, but she’s magic. There’s no lie in her fire. —Charles Bukowski
He loved those wrinkles around her eyes little reminders of their life well laughed.
In her heart and soul she set fire to all things that held her back and from the ashes she stepped into who she always was.
Somewhere in the great landscape of time there is a garden growing the most beautiful rose that has ever been and that will ever be— you are that rose, forever to me.
Books are a uniquely portable magic. —Stephen King
She took stamps from the drawer in the kitchen her father saw but didn’t say they drove and she watched out the window fingering them carefully in her pocket together they climbed the grassy hill up to the acorn tree stopping at a rock perfectly carved with a woman’s name— for a long time and a careful time she looked and thought but never cried. “Papa?” she finally said, “How many stamps does it take to reach heaven?” “One will do, my love—” And so, she put one stamp on and placed one inside and left the letter by her mother’s side.
