Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.

Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.

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.

I don't know, I guess I figured out that in a relationship you can't choose when you want to like read more

I don't know, I guess I figured out that in a relationship you can't choose when you want to like this person or that one...you're in a relationship for a reason and you need to stick with it or give it up. And I'm not ready to give it up.

Infatuation is when you think he's as sexy as Robert Redford, as smart as Henry Kissinger, as noble as Ralph read more

Infatuation is when you think he's as sexy as Robert Redford, as smart as Henry Kissinger, as noble as Ralph Nader, as funny as Woody Allen, and as athletic as Jimmy Conners. Love is when you realize that he's as sexy as Woody Allen, as smart as Jimmy Connors, as funny as Ralph Nader, as athletic as Henry Kissinger and nothing like Robert Redford - but you'll take him anyway.

In how many lives does Love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a read more

In how many lives does Love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a 'grand passion' than of a grand opera.

Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted read more

Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores?

Love is not blind, it sees more not less; But because it sees more it chooses to see less.

Love is not blind, it sees more not less; But because it sees more it chooses to see less.

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.

Each and every master, regardless of the era or the place, heard the call and attained harmony with heaven and read more

Each and every master, regardless of the era or the place, heard the call and attained harmony with heaven and earth. There are many paths leading to the top of Mount Fuji, but there is only one summit - love.