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Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but read more
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a read more
You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.
Love is somthing that can not be explained - the force that drives us to protect the ones we care read more
Love is somthing that can not be explained - the force that drives us to protect the ones we care about.
Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.
Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.
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.
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.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
He loved the twilight that surrounds
The border-land of old romance;
Where glitter hauberk, helm, and lance,
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He loved the twilight that surrounds
The border-land of old romance;
Where glitter hauberk, helm, and lance,
And banner waves, and trumpet sounds,
And ladies ride with hawk on wrist,
And mighty warriors sweep along,
Magnified by the purple mist,
The dusk of centuries and of song.