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If so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.
If so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.
Driven by the forces of love, the fragments of the world seek each other so that the world may come read more
Driven by the forces of love, the fragments of the world seek each other so that the world may come to being.rn
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that read more
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.
Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.
Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
Love is space and time measured by the heart.
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost read more
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore…only the life I have lived… The pain now read more
Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore…only the life I have lived… The pain now is part of the happiness (then).
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why read more
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. . . . It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.