Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting read more

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.

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.

The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.

The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.

Let no one who loves be unhappy, even love unreturned has its rainbow.

Let no one who loves be unhappy, even love unreturned has its rainbow.

Love is not consolation. It is light.

Love is not consolation. It is light.

Immature love says: ‘I love you because I need you.’ Mature love says ‘I need you because I love you.

Immature love says: ‘I love you because I need you.’ Mature love says ‘I need you because I love you.

When you smiled you had my undivided attention. When you laughed you had my urge to laugh with you. When read more

When you smiled you had my undivided attention. When you laughed you had my urge to laugh with you. When you cried you had my urge to hold you. When you said you loved me, you had my heart forever.

Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's read more

Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's own self.

Love is friendship set on fire.

Love is friendship set on fire.