There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving - by paying attention and doing what one read more

There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving - by paying attention and doing what one thereby discovers has to be done.

Love, the itch, and a cough cannot be hid.

Love, the itch, and a cough cannot be hid.

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'

Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's read more

Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's own self.

Darkness can not drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do read more

Darkness can not drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

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!

Friendship is mutual blackmail elevated to the level of love.

Friendship is mutual blackmail elevated to the level of love.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.