If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love read more

If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her for her smile . . . her look . . . her way Of speaking gently . . . for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day- For these things in themselves, Beloved, may be changed, or change for thee- and love so wrought, May be unwrought so.

She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned
romance as she grew older - the natural read more

She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned
romance as she grew older - the natural sequence of an unnatural
beginning.

To love is like playing the piano. First, you must learn to play by the rules. Then, you must forget read more

To love is like playing the piano. First, you must learn to play by the rules. Then, you must forget the rules and play from your heart.

I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth read more

I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.

The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship read more

The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.

So, fall asleep love, loved by me....for I know love, I am loved by thee.

So, fall asleep love, loved by me....for I know love, I am loved by thee.

I think we dream so we don't have to be away from one another. If we're in each other's dreams, read more

I think we dream so we don't have to be away from one another. If we're in each other's dreams, we'll always be together.

To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another.

To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another.

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a read more

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.