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The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.
The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.
Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see read more
Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.
I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.
I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.
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.
Food there was none, Shelter there was none but love was there in plenty, Hence I was the richest man read more
Food there was none, Shelter there was none but love was there in plenty, Hence I was the richest man in the world.
Love is a daily, mutual exchange of value.
Love is a daily, mutual exchange of value.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost read more
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.