Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

Love is a disease, if you catch it then there is no cure for it, just like cancer.

Love is a disease, if you catch it then there is no cure for it, just like cancer.

Among those whom I like, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all read more

Among those whom I like, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.

You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make read more

You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening. -Sara Paddison.

I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every read more

I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.

Could I love less, I should be happier now.

Could I love less, I should be happier now.

I don't know, I guess I figured out that in a relationship you can't choose when you want to like read more

I don't know, I guess I figured out that in a relationship you can't choose when you want to like this person or that one...you're in a relationship for a reason and you need to stick with it or give it up. And I'm not ready to give it up.

It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes read more

It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone.

When love once pleads admission to our hearts,
(In spite of all the virtue we can boast),
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When love once pleads admission to our hearts,
(In spite of all the virtue we can boast),
The woman that deliberates is lost.