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I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; read more
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.
It's so easy, to think about love, to talk about love, to wish for love. But it's not always easy, read more
It's so easy, to think about love, to talk about love, to wish for love. But it's not always easy, to recognize love. Even when we hold it....in our hands.
Family love is messy, clinging, and of an annoying and repetitive pattern, like bad wallpaper.
Family love is messy, clinging, and of an annoying and repetitive pattern, like bad wallpaper.
The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite read more
The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.
Falling in love is like jumping off a really tall building. Your brain tells you it is not a good read more
Falling in love is like jumping off a really tall building. Your brain tells you it is not a good idea, but your heart tells you, you can fly.
I can tell it all in song: pathos, gladness, love, joy, unhappiness.
I can tell it all in song: pathos, gladness, love, joy, unhappiness.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
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.
There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only read more
There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.