If things on earth may be to heaven resembled,
It must be love, pure, constant, undissembled.

If things on earth may be to heaven resembled,
It must be love, pure, constant, undissembled.

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.

We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.

We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.

One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall;
A mighty love within my breast has grown,
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One sweet, sad secret holds my heart in thrall;
A mighty love within my breast has grown,
Unseen, unspoken, and of no one known;
And of my sweet, who gave it, least of all.
[Fr., Ma vie a son secret, mon ame a son mystere:
Un amour eternel en un moment concu.
La mal est sans remede, aussi j'ai du le taire,
Et elle qui l'a fait n'en a jamais rien su.]

The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.

The love of family and the admiration of friends is much more important than wealth and privilege.

Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket or a read more

Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket or a holding pattern over Philadelphia.

We live in the world when we love it.

We live in the world when we love it.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

Love is not blind, it sees more not less; But because it sees more it chooses to see less.

Love is not blind, it sees more not less; But because it sees more it chooses to see less.