A Quote by Kate Douglas Wiggin

Why is it that the people with whom one loves to be silent are also the very ones with whom one loves to talk? — © Kate Douglas Wiggin
Why is it that the people with whom one loves to be silent are also the very ones with whom one loves to talk?
(a womanist) 3. Loves music. Loves dance. Loves the moon. Loves the Spirit. Loves love and food and roundness. Loves struggle. Loves the Folk. Loves herself. Regardless.
You have to know how to co-operate with other people if you want to stay alive and raise children. And to do that, you need to know something about them. You need to know who loves whom, who hates whom, who is sleeping with whom. Who is honest, who is a cheat.
The Lord Jesus is "a friend who never changes." There is no fickleness about Him: those whom He loves, He loves to the end.
Just Me, Just Me Sweet Marie, she loves just me (She also loves Maurice McGhee). No she don't, she loves just me (She also loves Louise Dupree). No she don't, she loves just me (She also loves the willow tree). No she don't, she loves just me! (Poor, poor fool, why can't you see She can love others and still love thee.)
I am not I. I am this one walking beside me whom I do not see, whom at times I manage to visit, and whom at other times I forget; who remains calm and silent while I talk, and forgives, gently, when I hate, who walks where I am not, who will remain standing when I die.
The last thing a woman will consent to in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage.
A man is most efficient and will more quickly and easily succeed when engaged in work that he loves, or work that he performs in behalf of some person whom he loves.
The last thing a woman will consent to discover in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage.
And this reality extends beyond this life. Heaven is full of forgiven people. Hell is full of forgiven people. Heaven is full of people God loves, whom Jesus died for. Hell is full of forgiven people God loves, whom Jesus died for. The difference is how we choose to live, which story we choose to live in, which version of reality we trust.
My dad's side of the family had lots of artists and musicians. There's an emotional, quite sentimental quality to Slavic culture. It's very open, it loves art, it loves music, it loves literature. It's very warm, it's very up, it's very down. I would celebrate that.
There are people whom one loves immediately and forever. Even to know they are alive in the world with one is quite enough.
why do you condemn a man whom you have never met, whom no one knows and about whom even you yourself know nothing?
It is very difficult, it is perhaps impossible, for someone who loves his mother to love the woman whom your father left her for.
No one loves the man whom he fears.
I have found the one whom my soul loves.
He whom loves touches not walks in darkness.
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