Friendship is like earthenware, once broken, it can be mended; love is like a mirror, once broken that ends it.
For me, self-love is like: Am I sleeping enough? Eating well? Not: Am I eating well to be able to fit into my skinny jeans? But: Am I eating well to be healthy and strong? And to acknowledge the good, because there is always a lot of good.
You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt
I've really learned a lot, really learned a lot, love is like a stove, burns you when it's hot
Love is like the lightning, and your maturity is signaled by the extent to which you can accept the dangers and the power and the beauty of love.
Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment.
Love is like a fever which comes and goes quite independently of the will. ... there are no age limits for love.
The joy of late love is like green firewood when set aflame, for the longer the wait in lighting, the greater heat it yields and the longer its force lasts.
Wisdom without love is like having lungs but no air to breathe. Do not seek wisdom in order to acquire knowledge but in order to live and love more fully.
Love is like nothing else on this earth, but only when it is shared with someone wonderful like you.
True love is like a pair of socks: you gotta have two and they've gotta match.
Being shown a gesture of love is like being offered a portion of God.
Love is like a reservoir of kindness and pleasure, like silos and pools during a siege.
Falling in love is like owning a dog.
Falling in love is like eating mushrooms, you never know if it's the real thing until it's too late.
Go deeper than love, for the soul has greater depths, love is like the grass, but the heart is deep wild rock molten, yet dense and permanent.
Examining love is like examining a stocking: if you hold it up to the light and stretch it to search for snags, any snags there are may well run and ruin the stocking. In fact, if I may fashion Coudert's law from Heisenberg's principle of indeterminacy, it is this: Love is not only changed by observation; it is changed for the worse.
Unrequited love is like hitting your head against a wall that isn't there.
Falling in love is like religious conversion. It goes on for a long time below the threshold before it reaches consciousness.
Love is like a flower, and like the body, it needs constant feeding...And with love, also, cannot be expected to last forever unless it is continually fed with portions of love, the manifestation of esteem and admiration, the expressions of gratitude, and the consideration of unselfishness.
Love is like liquor, the drunker and more impotent you are, the stronger and smarter you think yourself and the surer you are of your rights.
Maybe love is like a pendulum. It swings back and forth, slowly, steadily, and sometimes you don't know where it will come to rest.
If falling in love is like taking off or flying, then love is like landing.
Love . . . is like nature, but in reverse; first it fruits, then it flowers, then it seems to wither, then it goes deep, deep down into its burrow, where no one sees it, where it is lost from sight, and ultimately people die with that secret buried inside their souls.
Nothing stays the same it all gets crushed. It all gets broken. It all passes with time. Only the moment you're in has any meaning." "There are things that stand the test of time, there are things that last. Like love." "Love theres nothing more fragile or ephereal. Love is like fire on a rainy day: you've got to spend all your time protecting it, feeding it, tending it because if you don't it goes out." "There are some loves that last." "No, what lasts is the pain that comes after love.
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