There's no love like a lost love and no pain like a broken heart.
The more one judges, the less one loves.
Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.
Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit, and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again.
A divorce is like an amputation: you survive it, but there's less of you.
Where there is love there is life.
When raindrops hit the tin roof it's crazy. That's a metaphor, did I lose you baby?
She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you'll know loss the rest of your life.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
It was always about love. Always, always about love. Lost love, love denied, the obsessive hunger for love. Parental or romantic. Whether it was twisted or pure, fulfilled or unrequited, love was always at the source.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
Pain is never permanent.
You know it's love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if you're not part of their happiness.
For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.
I dreamed that I stood in a valley, and amid sighs,
For happy lovers passed two by two where I stood;
And I dreamed my lost love came stealthily out of the wood
With her cloud-pale eyelids falling on dream-dimmed eyes....
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.
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