Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
Love is not only something you feel, it is something you do.
You know you're in love when you stop comparing.
For you see, each day I love you more. Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
Life is...the moments that take your breath away.
Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that
love means to see the one you love happy
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
Best feelings are when you dare to say words to someone you love.
It takes a moment to tell someone you love them, but it takes a lifetime to prove it.
When you're comfortable with someone you love, the silence is the best.
Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.
So sad! This is the saddest part when you lose someone you love- that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, Is this the same person I lost?
There is greatness in doing something you hate for the sake of someone you love.
Success is nothing without someone you love to share it with.
No one you love is ever truly lost.
If you do not give right attention to the one you love, it is a kind of killing. When you are in the car together, if you are lost in your thoughts, assuming you already know everything about her, she will slowly die.
Any good thing that happens to someone you love can only be good for you too.
If 'heartache' sounds exaggerated then surely you have never gone to your garden one rare morning in June to find that the frost, without any perceptible motive, any hope of personal gain, has quietly killed your strawberry blossoms, tomatoes, lima and green beans, corn, squash, cucumbers. A brilliant sun is now smiling at this disaster with an insenstive cheerfulness as out of place as a funny story would be if someone you loved had just died.
Some things never leave a person: scent of the hair of one you love, the texture of persimmons, in your palm, the ripe weight.
Lies are a little fortress; inside them you can feel safe and powerful. Through your little fortress of lies you try to run your life and manipulate others. But the fortress needs walls, so you build some. These are the justifications for your lies. You know, like you are doing this to protect someone you love, to keep them from feeling pain. Whatever works, just so you feel okay about the lies.
It's these parallel universes when someone you love is sick. Your world is this completely foreign place involving radiation and tumor markers. Outside, people are buying sweaters.
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