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.
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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.
Parent of golden dreams, Romance!
Auspicious queen of childish joys,
Who lead'st along, in airy dance,
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Parent of golden dreams, Romance!
Auspicious queen of childish joys,
Who lead'st along, in airy dance,
Thy votive train of girls and boys.
To love one's self is the beginning of a life-long romance
To love one's self is the beginning of a life-long romance
Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime. •Jean Pierre Claris De Florian read more
Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime. •Jean Pierre Claris De Florian Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other.
Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
But only give a bust of marriages:
For no one read more
Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
But only give a bust of marriages:
For no one cares for matrimonial cooings.
There's nothing wrong in a connubial kiss.
Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife,
He would have written sonnets all his life?
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.
Absence lessens half-hearted passions, and increases great ones, as the wind puts out candles and yet stirs up the fire.
Absence lessens half-hearted passions, and increases great ones, as the wind puts out candles and yet stirs up the fire.
I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth read more
I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.
Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.
Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.
