One loves because Love is the Greatest Gift, not because it gives us something in return.

There’s a narrow line between love and hate sometimes, you know. And it can be crossed unwittingly.

It’s like the grief has been covered over with some kind of blanket. It’s still there, but the sharpest edges are .. muffled, sort of. Then, ever now and then, I lift the corner of the blanket just to check, and .. whoa! Like a knife! I’m not sure that will ever change.

I hope it will come as no surprise that I have something to say.

Teresa Heinz

Quotes by Teresa Heinz

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