Love…
…”IS”; simply and unequivocally. There is no absolute proof it exists or a certain plausible explanation for how it works. With a knowing that exceeds rational thought there is no doubt; love was, is and shall be always.
Poet, fiction-writer and philosopher C. Joybell C.
Before,
I wanted
to say:
“I found love!”
But now,
I want
to say:
“I found a person.
And he belongs
to me and
I belong to him.
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 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…
…is part known fact and part enigma; both explainable and inexplicable at the same time. You know for certain when it’s present yet can offer no concrete proof what so ever to anyone else of what you feel.
French-speaking Swiss author Germaine de Staël
Love
is the
emblem
of
eternity;
it confounds
all notion
of time;
effaces
all
memory
of a
beginning;
all fear
of an end.
Love…
…sends no advance warning nor does it knock on the door of the heart before entering. It is a surprise guest that moves in and takes up residence without notice. Love is predictable only in its unpredictable arrival.
From a poem by Chilean poet and diplomat Pablo Neruda
I love you without
knowing how,
or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly,
without complexities or pride;
so I love you because
I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand
on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes
close as I fall asleep.
Love…
…enhances the senses when romance is new. Colors appear brighter; touch is heightened; hearing is sensitive to the softest sigh; the smell of another becomes delicious and the taste of a kiss becomes bliss.
By Eppie Lederer better know as columnist Ann Landers
If you have love
in your life
it can make up
for a great
many things
you lack.
If you don’t
have it,
no matter
what else
there is,
it’s not enough.
Love…
…is in the magic of a touch that causes a sweet shutter. It is in eye contact that lights up two faces. Love is in the softness of voice one speaks to the other with. Ordinary becomes extraordinary…
American author, columnist, and political activist Orson Scott
Love shortens time,
changes the hours.
Love is invincible.
Many waters cannot
quench it
nor the floods drown.
The supreme happiness
of life is the conviction
that we are loved.
Love…
…is like a firefly blinking, giving its light and leading you toward it. If you’re lucky you can catch it. If you are very lucky you won’t have to. Love will come land on you.
Little is known about the writer, Timothy Oliveira
There are two kinds of sparks,
the one that goes off
with a hitch like a match,
but it burns quickly.
The other is the kind
that needs time,
but when
the flame strikes…
it’s eternal,
don’t forget that.
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.
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.
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