Love…
…echoes forward through generations. Though my time was long ago, I wrote down what was in my heart and left it behind. My words ripple through time to others who will understand my love for you.
Written by Elizabeth Barrett to Robert Browning May 6, 1846
I have been drawn back into life
by your means and for you…
and I think of you with
an unspeakable gratitude always!
No other could have done this for me –
it was not possible,
except by you.
Wholly
and ever
yours I am.
Love…
…is two dimensional until spoken. You can love with all your heart but until you tell the person you care about how you feel something is lacking. It’s like the different between a black and white photograph and one in color.
Saying by an anonymous author
If
you
love
someone
tell them,
for hearts
are often
broken by
words left
unspoken.
Love…
…brings hope for the other persons highest good; always wishing the best for him or her. When done without thought or premeditation love shows its utmost form.
Popular short poem with an unknown author
I wish you enough sun
to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain
to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness
to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain
so that the smallest joys
in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain
to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss
to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos
to get you through the final goodbye.
Love…
…is invisible, but easy to see; intangible, but solid; unexplainable but easily felt; the greatest treasure on Earth, but free to everyone. Love can never be conquered, but conquers all it touches.
Line spoken by Nicholas Cage in the movie “Next”
There’s an
Italian painter,
named Carlotti,
and he…
defined beauty.
He said it was
the summation
of the parts
working together
in such a way
that nothing
needed to be
added,
taken away
or altered…
Love…
…is an emotion I feel with greater and greater depth as I get older. Just as each heartbeat of this life becomes one less than I had just a moment before, the time to love and be loved is more precious with each day that ticks away.
American writer of contemporary novels Jay Asher
If my love were an ocean,
there would be no more land.
If my love were a desert,
you would see only sand.
If my love were a star,
late at night, only light.
And if my love
could grow wings,
I’d be soaring in flight.
Love…
…pours adrenaline into the blood, increases blood pressure and accelerates the heart. It moves mind and spirit until all are playing in a spontaneous symphony in near perfect pitch.
Scottish historical novelist and dramatic writer Jane Porter
Happiness is a sunbeam
which may pass through
a thousand bosoms
without losing a particle
of its original ray;
nay, when it strikes
on a kindred heart,
like the converged light
on a mirror,
it reflects itself
with redoubled brightness.
It is not perfected till it is shared.
Love…
…brings understanding and empathy when it is true and real. I’m grateful for when I am feeling down and you say encouraging words; when you can tell I need to be alone and give me space; and when I need it most you say or write something that makes me feel loved near the very moment I need it.
American actress Kirstie Alley
No matter how hard you try,
you can’t close your heart forever.
And the minute you open it up,
you never know what’s going
to come in. But when it does,
you just have to go for it!
Because if you don’t,
there’s not point in being here.
Love…
…brings a rise in my chest and fills me with a warm expanding inward glow when we embrace. There is a connection at such moments I can’t explain but I am certain anyone who looks can see the sparkling in my eyes long after.
From “On the Jellicoe Road” by Melinda Marchetta
When I turn around,
he cups my face in his hands
and he kisses me so deeply
that I don’t know
who is breathing for who,
but his mouth
and tongue taste
like warm honey.
I don’t know how long it lasts,
but when I let go of him,
I miss it already.
Love…
…makes beautiful the ordinary and polishes the plain to shiny. An ordinary heart finds its beauty in loves presence; an everyday spirit finds its shine standing in love’s light.
American poet and Unitarian Minister, Kenneth L. Patton
She is
a maiden
made of
many flowers,
a million
blossoms
shaped to
form
one
bloom…
Love…
…reveals and illustrates me truly as I truly am. There is no exhibition greater that can be shown of me than who and what I allow into my heart. To love is to be stripped bare to one’s most fundamental nature for anyone to see.
Spanish philosopher and essayist Ortega Y. Gasset
In their choice
of lovers,
both male
and female
reveal their
true nature.
The type of
human being
we prefer
reveals the
contours of
our heart.
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