Love…
…can come like a surprising gust of strong wind or may arrive as a familiar soothing and gentle breeze. At its grandest, love feels like both; the desire to have and the desire to give in equal measure; a wish to fully know and be fully known at the same time.
American dancer and actress Joan Crawford
Love
is a fire.
But whether
it is going
to warm
your heart
or burn
down
your house,
you can
never tell.
Love…
…cares not that we come from different places, that our life experience has been different or that we have decades of living already behind us. What matters is how we are alike, what we might share and the amount of life left to be lived in front of us.
English romantic and philosophical poet William Wordsworth
That though the radiance
which was once so bright
be now forever taken
from my sight.
Though nothing
can bring back the hour
of splendor in the grass;
glory in the flower.
We will grieve not,
rather find strength
in what remains behind.
Love…
…shines in a person’s eyes even when it is unspoken. A stranger can tell when love is alive between two people. In the way they look at each other volumes of silent meaning are expressed.
American psychiatrist and best-selling author M. Scott Peck
Love is
as love does.
Love is
an act of will
…both an intention
and an action.
Will also
implies choice.
We do not
have to love.
We choose
to love.
Love…
…can not heal your aches and pains, but I hope your knowing what is in my heart makes them a little easier to bear. “You” matter to me more than I have words to explain!
American author and magazine publisher, Og Mandino
I will greet this day with love in my heart.
For this is the greatest secret of success
in all ventures. Muscles can split a shield
and even destroy life itself
but only the unseen power of love
can open the hearts of man.
And until I master this act
I will remain no more than a peddler
in the marketplace. I will make love
my greatest weapon and none on who I call
can defend upon its force…
my love will melt all hearts liken to the sun
whose rays soften the coldest day.
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…
…can reach through time as if a year is a day. First true loves never fade and though decades may pass the one who first found their way into a heart remains safe there: a young teenage face perfectly clear in mind; frozen in time.
American fiction writer of seven novels Elizabeth Noble
Before
we
belonged
to
anyone
else,
we
were
each
other’s.
Love…
…is a simple complication. Or is it complicatedly simple? If complicated means “difficult to analyze or understand” and simple means “unassuming, unpretentious and sincere”, the love we share is both at the same time.
From “Thirst” by Pulitzer Prize winning poet Mary Oliver
..from the complications
of loving you
I think there
is no end
or return;
no answer,
no coming
out of it;
which is the
only way to love,
isn’t it?
Love…
…is a quiet evening on the couch together watching a movie: nothing fancy; no hot romance; no incredibly memorable moments, just you and me sharing the same air, enjoying each other’s presence and needing nothing else.
20th-century American writer Kurt Vonnegut
Enjoy the
little things
in life,
for one
day you’ll
look back
and realize
they were
big things.
Love…
…comes through the miles clearly when I’m away. It’s a soothing comfort that gives me strength to know someone cares, hopes for my safety and patiently waits for my return.
An anonymous quote by a writer unknown
Let
love
come
to you.
Be patient.
In
fairy tales
they don’t
find each
other until
the last page.
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.
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