<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146</id><updated>2012-01-17T19:27:15.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Quotes Time</title><subtitle type='html'>LOVE LOVE LOVE,,, all ABout Love and QUOTES QUOTES QUOTES.. whether you're in love or have fallen out of love.. everything about love. Find it here!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-3479268716313033059</id><published>2008-07-31T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:54:01.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I learned to love someone with all my life...&lt;br /&gt;But there came a point when I got tired, not of loving but&lt;br /&gt;of sacrificing all that I have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a thought came to my mind...&lt;br /&gt;I havegiven everything but have received nothing but pain and tears in return..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this enough to prove that I really love that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it a sign telling myself to stop sacrificing and learn to love myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LITTLE MORE...&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-850560695552554054</id><published>2008-07-30T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:52:00.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The craziest thing I did in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top priority,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;option...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-850560695552554054?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/850560695552554054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=850560695552554054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/850560695552554054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/850560695552554054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/craziest-thing-i-did-in-life-i-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-5906335623768879687</id><published>2008-07-29T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:44:01.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERYDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wish for the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love and who'll love me back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna wish for something else...&lt;br /&gt;the wisdom and maturity to realize that I won't find what I want by looking for it...&lt;br /&gt;Not expect someone else to give me what I never gave myself...&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not a half, waiting to be made a whole and even if that special person never comes along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just FINE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-5906335623768879687?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/5906335623768879687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=5906335623768879687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/5906335623768879687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/5906335623768879687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-3087820520794637341</id><published>2008-07-28T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T16:38:00.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moving on is not about "nevr looking back",&lt;br /&gt;It is about taking a glance at yesterday and noticing how much you have grown since then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-3087820520794637341?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/3087820520794637341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=3087820520794637341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/3087820520794637341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/3087820520794637341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-on-is-not-about-nevr-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-1154976450473963109</id><published>2008-07-27T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:35:00.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Probably, the greatest torture you could ever do to your heart is to let somebody go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the time your loving that person most...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-1154976450473963109?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/1154976450473963109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=1154976450473963109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/1154976450473963109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/1154976450473963109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/probably-greatest-torture-you-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-6545289504678395149</id><published>2008-07-26T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:30:00.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A good apology has three parts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How do I make it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people usually miss the third part...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-6545289504678395149?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/6545289504678395149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=6545289504678395149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/6545289504678395149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/6545289504678395149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-apology-has-three-parts-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-3984516934512525740</id><published>2008-07-25T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:42:34.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love With A Married Man</title><content type='html'>If you're unfortunate enough to fall in love with a married man, turn and run the other way, just a fast as your legs can carry you. To continue down the path ahead is to walk willingly onto a dark, murky composed of little more than depression, heartbreak and futility. The longer you hesitate, the deeper you'll sink, the more mud is likely to cling to you, and the harder it will be to finally escape and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are only a few of the many challenges and disadvantages you'll experience if you become entangled in a relationship taken a solemn vow to love, honor and cherish another woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You'll be alone on vacations, major holidays and most weekends. These are family times. You may think you're important to him, but face it, you're not family. They have a prior claim on his time and his loyalty. You'll always be No. 2 and that's not fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* He may promise to be with you when the children are grown, or when his parents have passed on, or when his wife is strong enough to stand alone but after all, he's a cheater and he's already lying to one woman. How can you possibly believe his promises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Yoyr friends and family will be against this relationship, because they love you and want only the best for you. You will not be able to discuss matters with them, and they certainly won't be welcoming him into their inner circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When you're out on town, he'll frequently look over his shoulder, not wanting to be seen in your company. When you're alone together, he'll often check his watch, needing to be home before his wife gets suspicious, He'll never be able to relax completely. Hence, neither will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What about those office parties, family birthdays, wedding, even funerals? You'll be attending these functions alone, with no visible partner to support you or keep you company. You'll be an objct of pity and many will wonder what's wrong with you, and why you can't find a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Life is short and youth is fleeting. You are wasting valuable time when you should be laying a firm foundation for a bright future with someone you can trust. Wake up and smell the coffee. You deserve so much better than this two-timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To him, it's a fling, an enjoyable interlude in a marriage which is comfortable, but may have become routine.  Stolen moments with you provide elements of thrill and danger to an otherwise humdrum existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Even if he says he's ready to leave home and set up household with you, consider this: If wife No. 1 couldn't trust him, why would you think wife No. 2 would be able to? You'll be taking on someone else's heartaches. Seriously now, who needs it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Most serious of all, if there are children involved, think of them. He may not be much, but he's their dad. Are you willing to be responsible for breaking up their  family? If they're old enough to remember that he left their mother because of you, it will be difficult to become an effective stepparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* These are only a few of the problems you'll encounter, if you allow yourself to fall in love with a married man. Use your willpower and your  common sense  and walk in the opposite direction as quickly as you can. As the old adage states, "There's plenty of fish in the sea".  Why waste your valuable time, attention and talent on a stale, second-hand junk variety, who was hooked by someone else years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserve a much better future than he can offer you. Leave the swamp, move out into the sunshine and go after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-3984516934512525740?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/3984516934512525740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=3984516934512525740' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/3984516934512525740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/3984516934512525740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-love-with-married-man.html' title='In Love With A Married Man'/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-3942176223211834457</id><published>2008-07-25T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:22:00.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO GET OVER A BREAK UP...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;   &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;    HOW TO GET OVER A BREAK UP...to ol d heartbroken lovers out der..hehe&lt;br /&gt;We all go through breakups. They can be rough, and they can be not so painful; no matter what, no one really wants to go through them. Breakups are handled differently by different people, and whatever method you use, do it if it helps you! These steps may not be perfect for everyone, but they can help.&lt;br /&gt;Steps&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1. Realize what happened and why. You have to make it clear to yourself that this is not your fault. It takes two people to make a relationship start, and two people to have lead it to the break up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;2. Have your good long cries. It's okay to be hurt and feel alone and feel like you have messed up. But you have to know that you are a good person and this is not all one-sided. Even if crying may not seem to have a point or be relevant, for some people it does help.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;3. Think through everything in your head. Maybe even try to ask yourself what went wrong. But you also have to think of why you two broke up. There had to have been a reason for it all to end right? If there was a reason but it wasn't a good one, well then this person isn't worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;4. Deal with the hate phase. This is where you want to just scream because you are so angry, furious even. The amount of anger you feel all depends on how bad the "split" was. You may even feel like you hate yourself, but get out of that feeling fast!! It's a waste of time to be hating and ripping yourself apart for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;5. Talk to your friends. They are always a source of advice and help. If you are close with any family members, they may be a good source of advice/guidance. You want people around you that love you and who will help you see that you should love yourself too and that you don't need this sort of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;6. Write all your feelings down if it is still seeming unbearable. Write in a journal or write poems.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;7. Keep fond memories. Sometimes there are things that remind us of another person. Say, you hear a song or see a picture that reminds you of your ex, you probably get all sad and worked up. Well, instead of feeling that way just think of how happy that memory used to make you, and leave it at that. Don't then say, " That made me so happy. I miss him so much! Why did this happen?!" Just leave that memory as a happy thought and maybe in some way comforting but in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;8. Don't overreact. You may be feeling lonely, and want to be with someone, but don't go back to your ex unless you really believe you should be together.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;9. Have fun! Go out with all your girlfriends and have a couple of laughs! Try to be happy and see that you still have so much more. You deserve to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 10. Let go. See that there is no sense in still being heartbroken, regretful,and having hatred toward that person. Realize that maybe that person was your first love, but all good things have to come to an end. But when they do, that's when you see all the flaws in your relationship and that it's best that you aren't together. When you think of your old memories, do not think of them as something you want to have back! Think of them as things in the past that you have put there and left. You have to walk out of your heartache, knowing that you have done all that you can do, said all that you can say, and given as much as you could give. If you feel all this and that you did your part, but he didn't meet you halfway, then you'll be just fine. &lt;br /&gt;Tips&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Try to move on. Not move on as in find another guy, but move on as in try to let go of all the hurtful memories and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Take a bath (or do something else relaxing) to calm yourself and forget about anything bad that might have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * The only way that you will know truly if you're over your ex, is if you see him. This means that when you see him you feel no hate, no sadness, no regret, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Try to think of the good times that you and that person shared together. There are always good memories in ANY relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Get through it! You can; people have done it, so don't think that you should take the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * It would be best to get rid of his stuff. It would most likely help take your mind off him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Do not put yourself through more pain than you have to. Do not think about where he would be right now and if you should visit. Don't try to talk to him about the break up. Don't make yourself think negatively about yourself or your judgment, or anything else that will make you doubt your decisions or yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * If you want to save things from the relationship (letters, ticket stubs, that cute pink teddy bear), put it in a box. Put all of your other ex-boyfriends' things in the box, too. Look through the box every once in awhile; you'll see that yes, he was important, but you were you before him, and you will be you now. You got over those other men, you will get over this one, too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Just think about it... it's his or her loss- you're better off without them...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * This too shall pass. Yes, the pain wears off. That is hard to imagine when right in the hurt...but it does wear out. And one feels better, sooner rather than later! &lt;br /&gt;Warnings&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Everyone goes through a break up and everyone has to get over it. It may seem impossible to get through a break up when you're going through it. But just try to say to yourself, "I will be okay, I will get through this, I can."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * Follow your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * These steps may not apply to everyone. We all handle heartbreak in different ways, so it's all up to you!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * This is not advice given by a professional. This is advice given by someone who has gone through it all and is mostly talking from personal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * If this doesn't work out, then find your own way to deal. (Without hurting yourself purposely, ex: Cutting.) You know your heart so do what you feel helps mend it. &lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; just feel good about yourself and dont take this situation against you ..this is just part of everythn ..just live life 2 d fullest and be happy with the things that hav got into you..just the way that i do...Move on and Be Merry for lyf has bin always short and beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-3942176223211834457?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/3942176223211834457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=3942176223211834457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/3942176223211834457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/3942176223211834457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-get-over-break-up.html' title='HOW TO GET OVER A BREAK UP...'/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-8959097421697558761</id><published>2008-07-23T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:13:13.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A wise physician said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been practicing medicine for 30years and I have prescribed many things...&lt;br /&gt;But in the long run I have learned that for mostof what ails the human creature,&lt;br /&gt;the best medicine is LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if it does'nt work?"... I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Simply double the dose"... He replied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-8959097421697558761?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/8959097421697558761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=8959097421697558761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/8959097421697558761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/8959097421697558761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/wise-physician-said-to-me-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-2620754128589572355</id><published>2008-07-21T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:20:08.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loving someone at the wrong time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="entry-header"&gt;loving someone at the wrong time.&lt;/h3&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;   &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;We have the right love at the wrong&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TIMING IS EVERYTHING. And that also&lt;br /&gt;speaks the truth when it comes to&lt;br /&gt;loving someone. It's not always the&lt;br /&gt;case that a love relationship will&lt;br /&gt;exist or can be worked out when love&lt;br /&gt;is real, time element must also be&lt;br /&gt;considered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess I always knew inside, I&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't have you for a long time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While one can always love, hope, and&lt;br /&gt;have faith, he must also count in a&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice and accept the outcome no&lt;br /&gt;matter what. Acceptance of a loss is&lt;br /&gt;not merely a defeat itself; it is just&lt;br /&gt;a process of gaining wisdom in life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Those dreams of yours are shining on&lt;br /&gt;distant shores and if they are calling&lt;br /&gt;you away I don't have right to make&lt;br /&gt;you stay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They say that if you love someone, you&lt;br /&gt;should learn to let him go. How ironic&lt;br /&gt;it can get to a certain point of view.&lt;br /&gt;How can you let go of someone you're&lt;br /&gt;still so much in love with? I guess&lt;br /&gt;great understanding and selflessness&lt;br /&gt;is the key to such love - an&lt;br /&gt;unconditional love. It's when you&lt;br /&gt;finally learn to say, "I want you to&lt;br /&gt;be happy." without considering your&lt;br /&gt;own.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As what the song goes "But somewhere down the&lt;br /&gt;road our roads are gonna cross again it doesn't&lt;br /&gt;really matter when. Somewhere down the&lt;br /&gt;road I know that heart of yours will&lt;br /&gt;come to see that you belong with me."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes in life, the decision of&lt;br /&gt;letting someone go actually doesn't&lt;br /&gt;end up right there. It turns out to be&lt;br /&gt;just a test of time. Sooner or later,&lt;br /&gt;without further anticipation, your&lt;br /&gt;paths will cross again. But what if it&lt;br /&gt;doesn't? Then again, one could only&lt;br /&gt;hope for it to happen or much better -&lt;br /&gt;just have faith!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, what's the difference between&lt;br /&gt;hoping and having faith? When you are&lt;br /&gt;hoping, it doesn't always necessarily&lt;br /&gt;include faith. But when you are having&lt;br /&gt;faith, you are actually hoping at the&lt;br /&gt;same time. Faith is a strong belief of&lt;br /&gt;the existence of an unforeseen object&lt;br /&gt;or a person or the occurrence of an&lt;br /&gt;unforeseen event.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes goodbyes are not forever. It&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter if you're gone. I'll&lt;br /&gt;still believe in us together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes having faith is just as hard&lt;br /&gt;as letting go. Often, we get down and&lt;br /&gt;lose hope. And instead of being&lt;br /&gt;positive, we put our focus on the&lt;br /&gt;pain. But if we could only realize and&lt;br /&gt;see that what we have done could have&lt;br /&gt;possibly planted a "seed of love" in&lt;br /&gt;the other person's heart, having faith&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be too difficult. We can then&lt;br /&gt;believe that love never really fails&lt;br /&gt;after all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I understand more then you think I&lt;br /&gt;can. You have to go out on your own so&lt;br /&gt;you can find your way back home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;True, love conquers all. It conquers&lt;br /&gt;us. They say that if you were really&lt;br /&gt;meant for each other you will end up&lt;br /&gt;with each other. But little did we&lt;br /&gt;know that it actually lies in a&lt;br /&gt;mystery - we don't choose to love or&lt;br /&gt;be loved, love chooses us. A little&lt;br /&gt;time is all we need. The "seed of&lt;br /&gt;love" that we have left wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;suddenly sprang-up into a tree. It's&lt;br /&gt;nurtured through time. And when the&lt;br /&gt;right time comes, it will return to&lt;br /&gt;you in a manner you wouldn't have&lt;br /&gt;imagined.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Letting go is just another way to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you so. We have the&lt;br /&gt;right love at the wrong time. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;we've only just begun. Maybe the best&lt;br /&gt;is yet to come.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was a saying that goes, "The&lt;br /&gt;fastest way to receive love is to give&lt;br /&gt;love. The fastest way to lose love is&lt;br /&gt;to hold it too tightly. In addition to&lt;br /&gt;these, the best way to keep love is to&lt;br /&gt;give it wings." Letting go is not&lt;br /&gt;always easy. In fact it can break you&lt;br /&gt;and cause you a lot of pain. But&lt;br /&gt;letting go is not really the end of&lt;br /&gt;love; it is only the beginning of a&lt;br /&gt;greater love. a love that time alone&lt;br /&gt;can understand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We cant beg someone to stay if they&lt;br /&gt;want to leave and be with someone&lt;br /&gt;else, we have to admit that love&lt;br /&gt;doesnt give us the license to own a&lt;br /&gt;person. THIS WHAT LOVE MEANS&lt;br /&gt;SACRIFICE!!!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-2620754128589572355?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/2620754128589572355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=2620754128589572355' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/2620754128589572355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/2620754128589572355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/loving-someone-at-wrong-time.html' title='loving someone at the wrong time.'/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-4195050936164783116</id><published>2008-07-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:18:50.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You in 100 Languages</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="entry-header"&gt;I Love You in 100 Languages&lt;/h3&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;   &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 102);"&gt;I Love You' in 100 Languages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102);"&gt; English - I love you&lt;br /&gt;Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief&lt;br /&gt;Albanian - Te dua&lt;br /&gt;Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)&lt;br /&gt;Armenian - Yes kez sirumen&lt;br /&gt;Bambara - M'bi fe&lt;br /&gt;Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi&lt;br /&gt;Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu&lt;br /&gt;Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo&lt;br /&gt;Bulgarian - Obicham te&lt;br /&gt;Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah&lt;br /&gt;Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a&lt;br /&gt;Catalan - T'estimo&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse&lt;br /&gt;Chichewa - Ndimakukonda&lt;br /&gt;Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Creol - Mi aime jou&lt;br /&gt;Croatian - Volim te&lt;br /&gt;Czech - Miluji te&lt;br /&gt;Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig&lt;br /&gt;Dutch - Ik hou van jou&lt;br /&gt;Esperanto - Mi amas vin&lt;br /&gt;Estonian - Ma armastan sind&lt;br /&gt;Ethiopian - Afgreki'&lt;br /&gt;Faroese - Eg elski teg&lt;br /&gt;Farsi - Doset daram&lt;br /&gt;Filipino - Mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua&lt;br /&gt;French - Je t'aime, Je t'adore&lt;br /&gt;Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort&lt;br /&gt;Georgian - Mikvarhar&lt;br /&gt;German - Ich liebe dich&lt;br /&gt;Greek - S'agapo&lt;br /&gt;Gujarati - Hoo thunay prem karoo choo&lt;br /&gt;Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian - A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-4195050936164783116?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/4195050936164783116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=4195050936164783116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/4195050936164783116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/4195050936164783116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-you-in-100-languages.html' title='I Love You in 100 Languages'/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3459350852383429146.post-5742571884681515125</id><published>2008-07-21T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T06:54:46.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahatma Ghandi: A Professor of LOVE???</title><content type='html'>Love never claims, it ever gives. Love ever suffers, never resents never revenges itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Hatred ever kills, love never dies such is the vast difference between the two. What is obtained by love is retained for all time. What is obtained by hatred proves a burden in reality for it increases hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between husband and wife there should be no secrets from one another. I have a very high opinion of the marriage tie. I hold that husband and wife merge in each other. They are one in two or two in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who was completely innocent, offered himself as a sacrifice for the good of others, including his enemies, and became the ransom of the world. It was a perfect act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Mahatma Ghandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3459350852383429146-5742571884681515125?l=lovequotestime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/feeds/5742571884681515125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3459350852383429146&amp;postID=5742571884681515125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/5742571884681515125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3459350852383429146/posts/default/5742571884681515125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovequotestime.blogspot.com/2008/07/mahatma-ghandi-professor-of-love.html' title='Mahatma Ghandi: A Professor of LOVE???'/><author><name>Lai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00798443522826331559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GZbhSTGMeeA/SIlA6MlSb0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZndJ7dx-jI/S220/IMG_0998.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
