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…
…lives in one of a kind hearts, each made unique by memories stored and grief accumulated; by kindness stockpiled and good and bad feelings saved; by tenderness collected and heartbreak gathered. These and more plough and cultivate the heart till it becomes either soft and fertile or withered and hard.
German writer, artist, and politician Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
All the
knowledge
I possess
everyone
else can
acquire,
but my
heart
is all
my
own.
Love…
…that is given time, heals. Our days apart brought a clear knowing of how much you mean to me. Alone in the quiet within myself, I listened to my heart and it whispered loudly, “you love him still with all that you are”.
Dutch-born Catholic priest and writer Henri Nouwen
Somewhere
we know
that without
silence,
words
lose their
meaning,
that without
listening,
speaking
no longer
heals,
that without
distance,
closeness
cannot
cure.
Love…
…creates a place of shelter within a loved ones heart. Nothing nor anyone can take away the safe harbor found there. Not distance, nor sickness or even death can destroy it.
From “A Life for a Life by English novelist and poet Dinah Craik
Oh, the comfort;
the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person;
having neither to weigh thoughts
nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out,
just as they are,
chaff and grain together;
certain that a faithful hand
will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and then with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away.
Love…
…knows of imperfection, but cares little about it. What is good and virtuous is amplified. Flaws and deficiency are diminished. Through the eyes of love we lift another to their greatest height.
French philosopher & Jesuit priest Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
Love alone
is capable
of uniting
living beings
in such a way
as to complete
and fulfill them,
for it alone
takes them
and joins them
by what is deepest
in themselves.
Love…
…is knowing someone down to their childish silliness and learning to love them for it. It’s seeing clearly what at first one wishes would change, then realizing it’s a piece of the beloved that unexpectedly makes the person all the more loveable.
American author, biographer and novelist Elizabeth M. Gilbert
To be
fully seen
by somebody,
then,
and be
loved anyhow –
this is a human
offering
that can
border
on miraculous.
Love…
…once known, lives always. Time may reduce the space someone loved in the past holds in the heart, but they are always there. Whether the learning from each one was what to do or not do, all of love’s experiences form the knowledge of how you know to love.
Taken from a poem called “Perfect Strangers” by Deep Purple
Can you remember my name
As I flow through your life,
A thousand oceans I have flown;
And cold spirits of ice;
I am the echo of your past.
I am returning the echo
of a point in time
Distant faces shine,
A thousand warriors I have known;
And laughing as the spirits appear;
Shadows of another day.
Love…
…amplifies everything! Good times become better. Heartbreak becomes worse. Happiness becomes more joyful. Abandonment becomes utter grief. When those in love are irresponsible, hearts crash in misery. But when loved ones behave with wisdom, hearts soar with delight.
Adapted from a thought written by an author unknown
Every time
I miss you,
a star falls.
So if you ever
look up at the sky
and the stars
are gone,
it’s because
I miss you
too much!
Love…
…conquers without battle. It overcomes without moving. Love masters without effort. It knows without study. Love inspires without trying. It ‘is’ without attempting to be.
“Whispers of Love” by Rumi (Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Balkhī)
Love whispers to my ear,
“Better to be a prey
than a hunter.
Make yourself My fool.
Stop trying to be the sun
and become a speck!
Dwell at My door
and be homeless.
Don’t pretend to be a candle,
be a moth,
so you may taste
the savor of Life
and know the power
hidden in serving”.
Love…
…overcomes grief and pain, given time. You and I are proof. Years of wandering in the desert of our hearts and souls made ready a fresh space for love to live again.
Chilean poet, diplomat and politician Pablo Neruda
From sorrow
to sorrow
love crosses
its islands
and establishes
roots that
are watered
by weeping.
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