I freely chose the kind of life I led because I was convinced that a woman has as much right as a man to live the way she does if she does no actual harm to society.
Mae WestRead
Don't cry for a man who's left you--the next one may fall for your smile.
Interpretation
Don't waste your tears on someone who has left; your happiness may attract someone new.
This quote by Mae West suggests that instead of mourning the loss of a relationship, one should embrace their own joy and positivity. It emphasizes that moving on and radiating happiness can lead to new romantic opportunities, as the right person will be drawn to your inner light and smile.
In practice
During a breakup support group, to motivate others to move on.
I freely chose the kind of life I led because I was convinced that a woman has as much right as a man to live the way she does if she does no actual harm to society.
Kiss and make up-but too much makeup has ruined many a kiss.
I'll try anything once, twice if I like it, three times to make sure.
A girl in the convertible is worth five in the phone book.
Don't keep a man guessing too long - he's sure to find the answer somewhere else.
I only have 'yes' men around me. Who needs 'no' men?
I'll take a rusty nail and scratch your initials on my arm.
When any church will inscribe over its altar, as its sole qualification for membership, the Savior's condensed statement of the substance of both law and Gospel, 'Thou shalt love the lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul and thy neighbor as thyself' that church will I join with all my heart and all my soul.
If I profane with my unworthiest hand_x000D_ _x000D_ This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:_x000D_ _x000D_ My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand_x000D_ _x000D_ To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
When you find yourself with the Beloved, embracing for _x000D_ one breath, in that moment you will find your true destiny. _x000D_ Alas, don't spoil this precious moment. _x000D_ Moments like this are very, very rare.
I am the Love that dare not speak its name.
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.
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