This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected-in so far as it could be read more

This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected-in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness; it took entire possession of him, and he understood, with joyous amazement, that this was for life.

Sometimes, it is good to be "alone".... but that doesn't make us lonely. It is not a matter of being read more

Sometimes, it is good to be "alone".... but that doesn't make us lonely. It is not a matter of being present "with" someone, it is a matter of being present " to" someone.

Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime. •Jean Pierre Claris De Florian read more

Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime. •Jean Pierre Claris De Florian Love won't be tampered with, love won't go away. Push it to one side and it creeps to the other.

All I really, really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you read more

All I really, really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you too.

Absence lessens half-hearted passions, and increases great ones, as the wind puts out candles and yet stirs up the fire.

Absence lessens half-hearted passions, and increases great ones, as the wind puts out candles and yet stirs up the fire.

True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.

True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.

When [he] kisses you he isn't doing anything else. You're his whole universe..and the moment is eternal because he doesn't read more

When [he] kisses you he isn't doing anything else. You're his whole universe..and the moment is eternal because he doesn't have any plans and isn't going anywhere. Just kissing you...it's overwhelming.

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my read more

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.

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.