Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore… only the life I have lived… The pain read more

Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore… only the life I have lived… The pain now is part of the happiness (then).

Men always want to be a woman's first love. Women have a more subtle instinct: What they like is to read more

Men always want to be a woman's first love. Women have a more subtle instinct: What they like is to be a man's last romance.

To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another.

To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another.

There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life.

There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life.

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a read more

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.

Love is somthing that can not be explained - the force that drives us to protect the ones we care read more

Love is somthing that can not be explained - the force that drives us to protect the ones we care about.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Sometimes, it is good to be "alone".... but that doesn't make us lonely. It is not a matter of being read more

Sometimes, it is good to be "alone".... but that doesn't make us lonely. It is not a matter of being present "with" someone, it is a matter of being present " to" someone.