Love is like a balloon.. when you push your relationship with someone forward it is like blowing up the balloon. read more

Love is like a balloon.. when you push your relationship with someone forward it is like blowing up the balloon. If you blow too hard and too fast, the balloon pops and likewise the relationship breaks. But if you take things slowly and let the balloon of love stretch on its own, it grows into a huge, prosperous balloon, full of love. Also, if you don't push the relationship at all, or at least hold it at the same level it was at, the air will flow out of the balloon, deflating it, and your love will shrivel up and become flat & lifeless. So when you are in love, push the relationship forward slowly and gently and the balloon will grow comfortably into a strong, immense love.

There can be no happiness equal to the joy of finding a heart that understands.

There can be no happiness equal to the joy of finding a heart that understands.

Beauty is desired in order that it may be befouled; not for its own sake, but for the joy brought read more

Beauty is desired in order that it may be befouled; not for its own sake, but for the joy brought by the certainty of profaning it.

Yearn to understand first and to be understood second.

Yearn to understand first and to be understood second.

There's a little truth in all jive, and a little jive in all truth.

There's a little truth in all jive, and a little jive in all truth.

You never find yourself until you face the truth.

You never find yourself until you face the truth.

Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.

Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.

A relationship is like a rose,
How long it lasts, no one knows;
Love can erase an awful past,
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A relationship is like a rose,
How long it lasts, no one knows;
Love can erase an awful past,
Love can be yours, you'll see at last;
To feel that love, it makes you sigh,
To have it leave, you'd rather die;
You hope you've found that special rose,
'Cause you love and care for the one you chose.