I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.
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Like everybody who is not in love, he thought one chose the person to be loved after endless deliberations and read more
Like everybody who is not in love, he thought one chose the person to be loved after endless deliberations and on the basis of particular qualities or advantages.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the read more
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists.... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.
Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.
You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.
You know how they say you only hurt the ones you love? Well, it works both ways.
To love and to be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.
To love and to be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.
You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a read more
You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
This is the hardest of all: to close the open hand out of love, and keep modest as a giver.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
