Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

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.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

Trouble is part of your life - if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you read more

Trouble is part of your life - if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough.

Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.

Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will read more

For in the end, we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really read more

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!

After another moment's silence, she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that read more

After another moment's silence, she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.