Listen to the quiet, to the symphony of a happy life. Let the love sink in.

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Listen to the quiet, to the symphony of a happy life. Let the love sink in.
This is one of those moments when you have to slow down and be quiet.
This was, in words simply contentment, unlike any other, feel these quiet moments with me. Stay a few minutes and look at the stars.
It was very clear this silence, quiet and gentle would certainly show me what I am to do.
For the first time in life, the quiet was comforting, and at last the feeling - this is myself.
I'm daydreaming at the sky, I regain my balance in the passing landscape. I feel the quiet. There is no chaos. There is no crowd.
It was the first decision she had made to determine the course of her life. Here and now, on a quiet bed of freedom she felt so free, so happy. This is up to me.
She was so quiet and patient, never said a word but it is time to change that.
I want quiet surrounded by darkness and silence: that moment would fade into a magic moment.
There is a quiet warmth sitting in nightgown and staring into the full moon, alone.