The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift. He told me that once he forgot himself and opened up like a door with a loose latch and everything fell out and he tried for days to put it all back in the proper order, but he finally gave up and left if there in a pile and loved everything equally. thanks to a subscriber!
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You've got to love what's loveable and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.
You've got to love what's loveable and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.
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 is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.
Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar.
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To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute comfort and happiness.
Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone- but not the complete structure. It is much too read more
Love is not enough. It must be the foundation, the cornerstone- but not the complete structure. It is much too pliable, too yielding.
Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life read more
Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.
A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.
A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.
A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.
A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.
