Inconstancy of Love

Love…
…comes from a simple start then with each breath it surges and wanes; ebbs and flows. Some moments it is greater. Some moments it is less. The ability to stay through the inconstancy of love is how it’s proven to be real and lasting.

Dutch post-Impressionist painter Vincent van Gogh
There
is
nothing
more
truly
artistic
than
to
love…

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Love…
…can come without notice filled with fire and passion that burn both day and night as two discover each other from the outside in. That’s risky. Or love can grow gracefully from friendship filled with intimacy and honesty as two come to know each other from the inside out; love’s best chance of lasting.

From “The Shack” by Canadian author W. Paul Young
So many
believe
it is love
that grows,
but it is
knowing
that grows
and love
simply
expands to
contain it.

Joining of Spirits

Love…
…is more than hugs, kisses, desire and physical intimacy. At their best those things are only symptoms of what is in the heart. There are a thousand ways to express the feeling, but only one kind of love.

By American writer Thomas Lanier “Tennessee” Williams III
The joining
of spirits,
even momentarily,
is rare.
The joining
of bodies
is so much easier
and so much
less intimate.

Love Will Show the Way

Love…
…unfolds naturally and in its own time. Asking what it is, where it goes and will it last is a waste of time. The truth is no one ever knows and only the foolish think they do. With patience love will show the way if it is allowed to.

From the 2001 movie “Moulin Rouge”
The
greatest
thing
you’ll
ever
learn
is just
to love
and be
loved
in return.

Language that Our Hearts Express

Love…
…without feeling anxious or afraid of its outcome is new for me. Always before I expected loving to take me somewhere else and transform my life. Imagine my surprise at staying in the same place with the same life and being happily in love with you.

From “Love” by modern-day poet Gianella Ramirez
Love
is the laughter
that you and I share…
Love
is the small things
that show how we care…
Love
is the language
that our hearts express…
Love
is the feeling
of true happiness…

The Last Test and Proof

Love…
…is easy, yet challenging. The ease is falling in love when discovering someone truly special and deserving of one’s affection. The challenge is trying to love with a fresh and brave heart even thought it has been broken many times before.

Quote from Bohemian-Austrian poet Rainer Maria Rilke
For one human being
to love another
is perhaps
the most difficult
of our tasks;
the ultimate,
the last test and proof;
the work for which
all other work
is but preparation.

Imperfection and Fault Discovered

Love…
…is coming to know a person better and better while finding the mutual bond continues to grow through all the imperfection and fault discovered. The healthiest love is built on respect for what is admirable and empathy for what is not.

“An Active Noun” by TV personality and writer Fred Rogers
Love isn’t
a state of perfect caring.
It is an active noun
like struggle.
To love someone
is to strive
to accept
that person exactly
the way he or she is,
right here and now.

Sweet Flame of Then

Love…
remembered… The longer ago the heart opened to a past chapter of affection, the sweeter it is held within. Well I remember the first little teenage fire in my heart. The gentle flame of then lives in my heart alongside my love for you now.

From “The Sea-Lands by Orrick Johns
My first love
was a fair girl
With ways
forever new;
And hair
a sunlight
yellow
And eyes
a morning
blue.

Hypnotized by Attraction

Love…
…radiates from the heart to captivate, enrapture and enchant till one becomes hypnotized by attraction. Then almost without thought one is pushed and pulled to the subject of affection.

English poet and playwright Robert Browning
Take
away
love
and
our
earth
is a
tomb.

Love Is My Religion

Love…
…is almost always a surprise and rarely ever planned. It can begin to arrive without warning for one you’ve just met or grow ever so slowly within everyday association. The one certain thing about love is nothing about it is certain.

English Romantic poet John Keats to Fanny Brawne
I have been astonished
that men could die martyrs
for their religion –
I have shudder’d at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyr’d
for my religion.
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.