It isn't the size of your house
as such That matters so much at all.
It's the gentle hand and its loving
touch,
That make it great or small.

The friends who come and the
hour they
Who out of your house depart,
Will judge it not by the style
you show,
But rather by the size of your heart.

It isn't the size of
your head so much,
It isn't the wealth you found.
That will make you happy
-- it's how you touch
The lives that are all around.

For making money
is not hard --
To live life well is an art:
How people love you, how
they regard,
Is all in the size of your
heart.

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Be
strong enough to face the world each day.

Be
weak enough to know you cannot do everything.

Be
generous to those who need your help.

Be
frugal with what you need yourself.

Be
wise enough to know that you do not know everything.

Be
foolish enough to believe in miracles.

Be
willing to share your joys.

Be
willing to share the sorrows of others.

Be
a leader when you see a path others have missed.

Be
a follower when you are shrouded in the midst of uncertainty.

Be
the first to congratulate an opponent who succeeds.

Be
the last to criticize a colleague who fails.

Be
sure where your next step will fall, so that you will not stumble.

Be
sure of your final destination, in case you are going the wrong
way.

Be
loving to those who love you.

Be
loving to those who do not love you, and they may change.

Above
all, be yourself!

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THE ORIGINAL QUOTE
    If you love someone,
    Set her free...
    If she comes back, she's yours,
    If she doesn't, she never was....
 THE NEW VERSIONS R.....

 Pessimist:
    If you love someone,
    Set her free ...
    If she ever comes back, she's yours,
    If she doesn't, as expected, she never was

 Optimist:
    If you love someone,
    Set her free ...
    Don't worry, she will come back.

 Suspicious:
    If you love someone,
    Set her free ...
    If she ever comes back, ask her why.

 Impatient:
 
  If you love someone,
    Set her free ...
    If she doesn't come back within some time forget her.

 Patient:
    If you love someone, Set her free ...
    If she doesn't come back,
    continue to wait until she comes back ...

 Playful
    If you love someone,
    Set her free ...
    If she comes back, and if you love her still,
    set her free again, repeat ....

 C++ Programmer:
    if(you-love( m_she))
    m_she.free()
    if(m_she == NULL)
    m_she = new CShe;

 Animal-Rights Activist:
    If you love someone,
    Set her free,
    In fact, all living creatures deserve to be free!!

 Lawyers:
    If you love someone,
    Set her free,
   
Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the Second
    Amendment of the Matrimonial Freedom

 Biologist :
    If you love someone,
    Set her free,
    She'll evolve.

 Statisticians :
    If you love someone,
    Set her free,
    If she loves you, the probability of her coming
    back is high
    If she doesn't, your relation was improbable
    anyway.

 Schwarzenegger' s fans:
    If you love someone,
    Set her free,
    SHE'LL BE BACK!

 Over possessive person :
    If you love someone
    don't set her free.

 MBA :
    If you love someone set her free instantaneously
    and look for others simultaneously

 Psychologist :
    If you love someone
 
  set her free
    If she comes back her super ego is dominant
    If she doesn't come back her id is supreme
    If she doesn't go, she must be crazy.

 Somnabulist :
    If you love someone
    set her free
    If she comes back it's a nightmare
    If she doesn't, you must be dreaming.

 ERP functional expert :
    If you love someone
    set her free
    If she comes back, map her into your system
    If she doesn't, carry out a gap-fit analysis

 Finance expert :
    If you love someone
    set her free
    If she comes back, its time to look for fresh loans
    If she doesn't, write her off as an asset gone bad.

 Marketing Specialist :
    If you love someone
    set her
free
    If she comes back she has brand loyalty
    If she doesn't, reposition the brand in new market        

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How I Love You

I can't tell a soul

I love you

though my heart begs me to.

Every romantic song reminds me of you,

and every time I see a happy couple

I wish they were you and me.

Sometimes I write your name

and stare at it wistfully

as I imagine how great

our lives together would be...

but I can't tell a soul

I love you.

I can't even tell you.

I wrote a poem about you,

trying to express the depth of my emotion,

hoping to make you understand

the breadth of my devotion,

but the words were not enough.

I couldn't explain

how strongly I feel about you;

I couldn't describe

the volatile mix of joy and pain,

because I can't tell a soul

I love you.

Sometimes I feel like my need to see you

is burning me up inside,

and sometimes when I think about you

I tremble...

my love for you is never easy to hide.

I called my best friend

to explain how much I love you...

but when the words crept onto my tongue,

I suddenly became mute,

and again, I had to pretend...

because I can't tell a soul

I love you.

I sat on the beach

and drew a heart in the sand

while I thought about you.

I imagined the joy of being with you,

of simply holding your hand.

I wanted to find you;

I wanted to tell you how much I love you,

and that I would always love you

no matter what you do.

As the tide dashed in to steal the heart

and carry it off to the sea

where it would remain for eternity,

I decided that I can never tell you

I love you,