Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore… only the life I have lived… The pain read more

Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore… only the life I have lived… The pain now is part of the happiness (then).

If a tie is like kissing your sister, losing is like kissing you grandmother with her teeth out.

If a tie is like kissing your sister, losing is like kissing you grandmother with her teeth out.

Lady of the Mere,
Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.

Lady of the Mere,
Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.

Romance is the poetry of literature.

Romance is the poetry of literature.

Take it and return it: the kiss of love

Take it and return it: the kiss of love

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my read more

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.

As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this read more

As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this is my destiny and the meaning of my life.

Kiss and make up--but too much makeup has ruined many a kiss.

Kiss and make up--but too much makeup has ruined many a kiss.