Love…
…bridges gaps, fills crevices and lights the unknown. It allows a person known only for days to feel like an old friend and one known for years to seem like they have always been there at your side.
Irish novelist and poet James Joyce
His heart danced
upon her movements
like a cork upon a tide.
He heard what
her eyes said
to him from beneath
their cowl
and knew that
in some dim past,
whether in life
or revery, he had heard
their tale before.
Love…
…can not be owned for it is the owner; love can not be possessed for it is the possessor; love can not be a slave for it is the master. To be in control of love is as impossible as directing the sky to do one’s will.
Contemporary romance author Rachael Wade
Love couldn’t be moved
by circumstance,
poor choices,
or even blatant lies;
skewed and damaged, yes,
but the heart can’t deny
what it wants most
once the desire is planted.
Whether in bliss or affliction,
love owns you all the same.
Love…
…is what it wants to be and only that. It makes of each person what it chooses. There is no choice of how much to love or how long. The only option is to love or not to love; to grab on for the ride however far it goes or else to see it go past and never know what might have been.
Relatively unknown American poet Roger C. Van Horn
What I can offer is simply me.
For whatever amount of time
we can steal.
I offer you laughter
for laughter is beauty.
I offer you honestly
for honestly is pure.
I offer you patience
for patience is needed to gain trust.
I offer you sincerity
for though my sincerity I will show
you my inner being and desires…
All I ask in return
is for you to be honest and open,
for through your honesty and openness
I will receive from you
all that I offer.
Love…
…and its contradictions and inconsistencies are blissfully maddening. Nothing on Earth is so sought after yet understood so little. It is in loving that humans are best taught the lesson of hope: without love there is no faith and without faith there can be no love.
13th-century Persian poet and mystic Rumi
The minute
I heard
my first
love story,
I started
looking
for you,
not knowing
how blind
that was.
Love…
…is illogical. It can’t be explained with formulas or mathematics. Do it anyway. Love is a mystery. It can’t be solved by reasoning or analysis. Do it anyway. Love is the spirit of God lighted within and needs no other explanation. Do it!
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…
…requires being stripped down emotionally to allow our ugly, even repulsive, elements to be fully known by another person. The more held back, the more incapable of being fully loved a person is.
American short story writer and novelist Elizabeth Gilbert
To be
fully seen
by somebody…
and be loved
anyhow –
this is
a human
offering
that can border
on miraculous.
Love…
…is a bewildering necessity; a sweet dis-ease that is high infectious. When the illness strikes, many victims are glad to be sick and happily bear the affliction life long. Some get cured, but the remedy is the loss of love.
Quote from English author Jacqueline Jill “Jackie” Collins
Falling in love is like getting hit by a truck
and yet not being mortally wounded;
just sick to your stomach,
high one minute, low the next.
Starving hungry but unable to eat;
hot, cold, full of hope and enthusiasm,
with momentary depressions that wipe you out.
It is also not being able to remove the smile
from your face, loving life
with a mad passionate intensity,
and feeling ten years younger.
Love…
…felt for someone in the past never completely fades away. It may be injured, hidden, ignored, diminished or locked away but it never completely dies as long as one breathes.
English novelist, short story writer E.M. Forster
It isn’t possible
to love and part.
You will wish
that it was.
You can
transmute love,
ignore it, muddle it,
but you can never
pull it out of you.
I know by experience
that the poets are right:
love is eternal.
Love…
…is not a steady stream that is always the same. Rather it is like the wind; at times calm and easy; at others strong and intense. Love can be peaceful or a raging storm. Sooner or later we all know it as both.
From “Brushstrokes of a Gadfly” by Elizabeth Ann Bucchianeri
Love,
like everything else in life,
should be a discovery,
an adventure,
and like most adventures,
you don’t know
you’re having one until
you’re right
in the middle of it.
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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