Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new.

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new.

The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's read more

The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing, it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of Divine accident. -Sir Hugh Walpoe.

I can tell it all in song: pathos, gladness, love, joy, unhappiness.

I can tell it all in song: pathos, gladness, love, joy, unhappiness.

It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.

It is astonishing how little one feels alone when one loves.

We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.

We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.

I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; read more

I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.

My heart I fain would ask thee
What then is Love? say on.
"Two souls and one read more

My heart I fain would ask thee
What then is Love? say on.
"Two souls and one thought only
Two hearts that throb as one."
[Ger., Mein Herz ich will dich fragen,
Was ist denn Liebe, sag?
"Zwei Seelen und ein Gedanke,
Zwei Herzen und ein Schlag."

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.

No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.