Love…
…is when you look into someone’s eyes and see everything you need reflected back to you. There is no mistaking it for something else. You’ll know beyond doubt when true love is present.
Borrowed from LiveLoveQuotesandSayings.com
Distance
between
two hearts
is not an
obstacle;
rather
a beautiful
reminder
of just
how strong
true love
can be…
Love…
…makes me unafraid with you. I’m at peace when I drift off to sleep with you next to me knowing that you’d protect me with all that you are, even to death if it was required. I would do the same for you without a second thought.
American drama critic and editor George Jean Nathan
A man reserves his true
and deepest love
not for the species
of woman
whose company
he finds himself
electrified and
enkindled,
but for that one
in whose company
he may feel
tenderly drowsy.
Love…
…bestows the strength to feel safe in surrender. Becoming stronger comes from a heart receiving what completes it: love. Fear and worry do not depart. Instead such shadows become small in the radiant light of love.
Poem by a writer unknown/anonymous
LAUGH
so hard that even
SORROW
smiles at you;
FIGHT
so strong that even
FATE
accepts defeat;
LOVE
so true that even
HATRED
walks out of the way;
and LIVE
life so well that even
DEATH
loves to see you exist.
Love…
…oh, precious love; without hesitation or pause, I find myself surrounded by your grace. The rectitude of this love makes me swoon with its sweetness; ’tis a face forward fall from which I am unlikely to recover.
Cuban national hero and esteemed poet and writer José Martí
Love is…
born with
the pleasure
of looking
at each other;
it is fed
with the
necessity
of seeing
each other;
it is concluded
with the
impossibility
of separation.
Love…
…stated simply by Native Americans: Cheyenne “Ne mohotatse”, Chickasaw “Chi holla li”, Mohawk “Kanbhik”, Creek “V no kewc kv”, Navaho “Ayor anosh’ni”, Sioux “Techihhila” and in the tongue of my ancestors; Gvgeyuh (Cherokee “I love you” ).
From “Against the Magic” by American author Lisa Kleypas
I want morning
and noon
and nightfall with you.
I want your tears,
your smiles,
your kisses…
the smell of your hair,
the taste of your skin,
the touch of your
breath on my face.
I want to see you
in the final hour of my life…
to lie in your arms
as I take my last breath.
Love…
…causes me to sometimes lose track of where I end and you begin. That’s what happens when two souls were meant to be together. Once they touch love together the lovers will be forever restless with out each other. Even their loneliness for one another is full of life.
From “100 Love Sonnets” by Chilean poet Pablo Neruda
I love you without
knowing how, or when,
or from where.
I love you simply,
without problems
or pride: I love you
in this way
because
I do not know
any other way
of loving but this,
in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand
upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep
your eyes close.
Love…
…oh, how wonderful to be in love. Everything shines a bit brighter and magic moves into what was common. One feels completely alive and life makes a little more sense. Love is the best reason we have for living.
From “The End of the World as We Know It…” by Robert Goolrick
If you
don’t
receive
love from
the ones
who are
meant to
love you,
you will
never stop
looking for it.
Love…
…makes no logical sense. It requires believing faithfully in something intangible that carries immense inherent risk. Joy must be far greater than fear for love to flourish.
From “Vanishing Acts” by American writer Jodi Picoult
Love is not an equation,
it is not a contract,
and it is not
a happy ending.
Love is the slate
under the chalk,
the ground
that buildings rise,
and the oxygen in the air.
It is the place
you come back to,
no matter
where your headed.
Love…
…can be denied, but remains true. It can be outrun, but only for a time. Love shines even in darkness and through time. It is the solace found in a kiss, a hug and an embrace. Love is the comforting shade of another’s soul.
From a letter by Magdalene to Willie posted on lovingyou.com
I know
there’s an ocean
between us,
and I wish
that it weren’t true,
for every day
when I arise,
I yearn to be with you.
Though a lot of distance
lies between us,
you’ll always be
in my mind and my heart,
And every night
beneath the stars,
I pray for the day
we’ll never be part.
Love…
… can’t be captured. Trying to hold on to it is like holding your breath; it only works for a short while. Imprisoning love is as impossible as juggling water.
Writer and philosopher James Browning
Love requires
an open-handed heart.
Grasping,
strangles love
and makes it flee.
Setting love free,
empowers it to stay.
Caged love
will escape at first chance.
Free to roam,
love will remain home,
warmed by the fire.
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