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.
Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.
Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.
There's no love like a lost love and no pain like a broken heart.
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.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
A divorce is like an amputation: you survive it, but there's less of you.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
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.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Where there is love there is life.
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.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
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?
Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.
I know that's what people say-- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won't forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.
The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
Little drops of rain
Whisper of the pain
Tears of love
Lost in the days gone by.
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.
It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person. Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.
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