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.

Love: the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Love: the delusion that one woman differs from another.

The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.

The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.

I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.

I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
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Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal,
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.

Love the art in yourself and not yourself in the art.

Love the art in yourself and not yourself in the art.

Love is not blind. Love sees what is most true.

Love is not blind. Love sees what is most true.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.

For 'tis impossible
Hate to return with love.
[It., Che amar chi t'odia, ell'e impossibil cosa.]

For 'tis impossible
Hate to return with love.
[It., Che amar chi t'odia, ell'e impossibil cosa.]