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Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,rnLove like you'll never be hurt,rnSing like there's nobody listening,rnAnd live like it's heaven read more
You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,rnLove like you'll never be hurt,rnSing like there's nobody listening,rnAnd live like it's heaven on earth.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.
Love is the self-delusion we manufacture to justify the trouble we take to have sex.
Love is the self-delusion we manufacture to justify the trouble we take to have sex.
Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of read more
Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sum what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.
You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a read more
You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.
The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute read more
To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute comfort and happiness.
We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the read more
We conceal it from ourselves in vain-- we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.