We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
I don't want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.
I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you
'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
You know you're in love when you stop comparing.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
When love is not madness, it is not love.
I love her and that's the beginning and end of everything.
Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me.
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.
Paradise is always where love dwells.
The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart.
All that you are, all that I owe to you, justifies my love.
We lie in each other's arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.
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.
I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
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