Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.

Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.

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.

from The Lathe of Heaven Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, read more

from The Lathe of Heaven Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.

There are no guarantees. From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough. From the viewpoint of love, none are read more

There are no guarantees. From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough. From the viewpoint of love, none are necessary.

All the commandments: You shall not commit adultery, you shall not kill, you shall not steal, you shall not covet, read more

All the commandments: You shall not commit adultery, you shall not kill, you shall not steal, you shall not covet, and so on, are summed up in this single command: You must love your neighbor as yourself.

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."

Part of the reason that men seem so much less loving than women is that men's behavior is measured with read more

Part of the reason that men seem so much less loving than women is that men's behavior is measured with a feminine ruler.

I love having a man in my life, and being his woman at the end of the day. I know read more

I love having a man in my life, and being his woman at the end of the day. I know it\'s a dichotomy.

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, read more

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.