Love…
…is a mystery never completely solved. It is a question for which no complete answers exist. Every heart loves differently making as many different kinds of love as there are people.
From “Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman” by Haruki Murakami
I sometimes think
that people’s hearts
are like deep wells.
Nobody knows what’s
at the bottom.
All you can do
is imagine by
what comes floating
to the surface
every once
in a while.
Love…
…is never the real reason for sorrow and unhappiness. Love itself is always pure, without corruption and eternally filled with gladness. It is only human thought, feeling and action that can make love into anything else.
American author and motivation speaker Leo Buscaglia
Love is always
bestowed
as a gift;
freely,
willingly,
and without
expectation…
We don’t love
to be loved;
we love to love.
Love…
…perceived as only a smooth path is make-believe. It is overcoming the “downs” of loving that make the “ups” more and more lofty with time. Love that survives long-term is brightly polished by adversities overcome.
From “Letters to a Young Poet” by Austrian writer Ranier Maria Rilke
…only someone who
is ready for everything,
who doesn’t exclude
any experience,
even the most
incomprehensible,
will live the relationship
with another person
as something alive
and will himself sound
the depths of his own being.
Love…
…is not easy, most often lasting for too short of a time. That makes it no less meaningful. There is no failure. Every bit of love felt and received matters. Hold dear every morsel for the precious gift it is.
American poet and blogger Coco J. Ginger
I say this to you now:
I love you, with no beginning,
no end. I love you as you have
become an extra necessary
organ in my body.
I love you as only a girl
could love a boy.
Without fear.
Without expectations.
Wanting nothing in return,
except that you allow me
to keep you here in my heart,
that I may always know your strength,
your eyes, and your spirit
that gave me freedom and let me fly.
Love…
…comes to those who still hope even though they’ve been disappointed; to those who still believe even though they’ve been betrayed; to those who still love even thought they’ve been hurt before.
By an obscure author known only as J.H. Li
There is nothing
more painful
than seeing
someone
you love
loving
someone else.
But there is
nothing more
rewarding than
seeing two
people you love
loving each other.
Love…
…is the longest four letter word in the English language. To understand, one need only consider the eternity it takes before a response after telling someone for the first time that you love him or her.
Canadian author and speech pathologist Vesna Bailey
…you are
my rainbow
to keep.
My eyes
will always
be watching
you;
never will
I lose
sight of
you.
Love…
…puts color into what is drab; life into what is barren; joy into what is empty. Love is the difference between a life endured and a life lived well.
Playwright, novelist and Pulitzer Prize winner Thornton Wilder
There is
a land of
the living
and a land
of the dead
and the bridge
is love,
the only
survival,
the only
meaning.
Love…
…has value above all. Everything else is either sought earnestly or unconsciously as a substitute for love or as distraction to cover the lack of it. Love is the wizard behind the curtain of all that is worthwhile.
Dutch priest, writer and copyist Thomas a Kempis
Love feels no burden,
regards not labors,
strives toward more
than it attains,
argues not of impossibility,
since it believes that it may
and can do all things.
Therefore it avails for all things,
and fulfils and accomplishes
much where one not a lover
falls and lies helpless.
Love…
…looks past most imperfection and focuses away from fault. The mind does the opposite. So, I don’t think about you much and choose instead to just feel you in my heart. There you are near perfect.
French poet, novelist, and dramatist Victor Hugo
The greatest
happiness
of life
is the
conviction
that we
are loved,
loved for
ourselves,
or rather
loved
in spite
of ourselves.
Love…
…is crazy because I don’t even know when you became so important to me. It’s like watching a snowstorm. You see the flakes falling, but you don’t realize how they’re adding up. Then suddenly, your whole lawn is covered. All these little things have added up, and you’re my snowstorm.
From “The Greatest Love Story…” by British author Lucy Robinson
I want you
to be with
someone
who really,
really
loves you.
A wild love!
A crazy love!
I want yours
to be the
greatest
love story
of all time!
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