My Love…
I always thought love was somewhere between a diversion and a sport before I met you. Then I learned how a man who has been the most resistant to love, falls the hardest. I was insanely lost before. Thank you for saving me.
Hungarian-born American socialite and actress Eva Gabor
Love
is
a
game
that
two
can
play
and
both
win.
Love…
…is a harsh teacher, but I bear no malice toward cupid’s mistaken arrows. Each grinding of my heart molded it to be ready for you. Through pain and heartbreak I was softened and made more perfect in my ability to love you.
From “Romeo and Juliet” by English Playwright William Shakespeare
Did
my
heart
love
till
now?
Forswear
it
sight,
For
I ne’er
saw
true
beauty
till
this
night.
Love…
…knows no sense of time; no beginning or end. Loving always feels like something awakened within that has been there all along but was sleeping, waiting to be brought to life.
From the novel/movie “Message in a Bottle” by Nicholas Sparks
Without you
in my arms,
I feel an
emptiness
in my soul.
I find myself
searching
the crowds
for your face;
I know it’s an
impossibility,
but I cannot
help myself.
Love…
…answers no questions. Love simply “is”. It would not exist between us if we had not taken the time to know each other to the bone. In each discovery of one another there existed the possibility of feast or famine.
From “The Genius and the Goddess” by English writer Aldous Huxley
Why do
you love
the woman
you’re in
love with?
Because she is.
And that,
after all,
is God’s own
definition
of Himself;
I am that I am.
The girl is
who she is.
Love…
…caught me by surprise when it arrived; when you arrived. From the first time we met I hoped we’d fall in love. I can’t remember life without you. It feels like I have always known you.
American poet, short story writer and novelist X. Williamson
I could
recognize
his soul
in mine
as much as
he could
find me
in his.
Our sole
existences
seemed to
have been
for this very
moment
when nothing
else mattered.
Love…
…renews, reshapes and reforms within itself. Like skin sloughs off a human body and is ever being made new, the heart does likewise with its precious contents. Love must be made and remade or else it starts to wither and die.
From “The Lovely Bones” by American Novelist Alice Sebold
I
fell
in
love
with
you
again
while
you
were
away…
Love…
…is intertwined with life like an equation is to math: a reaction is to chemistry: like color is to art: like you are with me. It is there you will stay, bound irretrievably with my heart for all time.
From “Metamorphoses” by playwright/director Mary Zimmerman
Let me
die the
moment
my love
dies.
Let me
not outlive
my own
capacity
to love.
Let me
die
still
loving,
and so,
never
die.
Love…
…can be unavoidably insane when the emotion is deep and true. To carry a flame for a person one hasn’t seen in years and years is crazy. But I’d rather be thought an unwise and silly fool than to give up the love in my heart I carry for you.
French playwright, novelist, and screenwriter Françoise Sagan
I have
loved
to the point
of madness;
that which
is called
madness;
that which
to me,
is the only
sensible way
to love.
Love…
…allowed me to see how unique and special you are; to look inside your heart and know I am safe. Loving you and you loving me has taught what trust, tenderness and true love is. I am grateful beyond words.
French author and Nobel Prize in Literature. Francois Mauriac
To
love
someone
is
to
see
a
miracle
invisible
to
others.
Love…
…has added the speed of light to my life. All the good we share builds happiness into fast joys. Grief and sadness are fleeting. Life is zipping by, but oh what a glorious ride it is.
From “Brushstrokes of a Gadfly” by E.A. Bucchianeri
The most
beautiful
moments
always seemed
to accelerate
and slip beyond
one’s grasp
just when
you want
to hold
onto them
for as long
as possible.
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