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.

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.

Parent of golden dreams, Romance!
Auspicious queen of childish joys,
Who lead'st along, in airy dance,
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Parent of golden dreams, Romance!
Auspicious queen of childish joys,
Who lead'st along, in airy dance,
Thy votive train of girls and boys.

Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore… only the life I have lived… The pain read more

Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore… only the life I have lived… The pain now is part of the happiness (then).

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

To love one's self is the beginning of a life-long romance

To love one's self is the beginning of a life-long romance

Men always want to be a woman's first love. Women have a more subtle instinct: What they like is to read more

Men always want to be a woman's first love. Women have a more subtle instinct: What they like is to be a man's last romance.

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.

Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
But only give a bust of marriages:
For no one read more

Romances paint at full length people's wooings,
But only give a bust of marriages:
For no one cares for matrimonial cooings.
There's nothing wrong in a connubial kiss.
Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife,
He would have written sonnets all his life?