Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

To live is to love; all reason is against it; instinct is for it.

To live is to love; all reason is against it; instinct is for it.

Last, but by no means least, courage--moral courage, the courage of one's convictions, the courage to see things through. The read more

Last, but by no means least, courage--moral courage, the courage of one's convictions, the courage to see things through. The world is in a constant conspiracy against the brave. It's the age-old struggle--the roar of the crowd on one side and the voice of your conscience on the other.

All the commandments: You shall not commit adultery, you shall not kill, you shall not steal, you shall not covet, read more

All the commandments: You shall not commit adultery, you shall not kill, you shall not steal, you shall not covet, and so on, are summed up in this single command: You must love your neighbor as yourself.

"Be bold!" first gate; "Be bold, be bold, and evermore be bold,"
second gate; "Be not too bold!" third read more

"Be bold!" first gate; "Be bold, be bold, and evermore be bold,"
second gate; "Be not too bold!" third gate.

Live as brave men; and if fortune is adverse, front its blows with brave hearts.

Live as brave men; and if fortune is adverse, front its blows with brave hearts.

Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
. . . .
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Mysterious love, uncertain treasure,
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure!
. . . .
Endless torments dwell above thee:
Yet who would live, and live without thee!

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to read more

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, read more

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.