There is no instinct like that of the heart.
Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us.
We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.
Your heart is mine; there I reign. I am content.
There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved: It is God's finger on man's shoulder.
I want to be inside you so badly, Grace,” he whispered. “I want to feel your legs wrapped around me, feel your breasts against my chest, hear you moaning as I make slow, sweet love to you. I want your smell on my body, your breath on my skin.
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.
All that matters is love and work.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
With you I should love to live, with you be ready to die.
To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others.
No, this trick won't work... How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?
Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you
I love her and that's the beginning and end of everything.
When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Things must be felt with the heart.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
We were together. I forget the rest.
It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone... but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
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