Love: the delusion that one woman differs from another.

Love: the delusion that one woman differs from another.

When you care for someone it's not all about being with them. It's about being there for them.

When you care for someone it's not all about being with them. It's about being there for them.

Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I read more

Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.

Those who ask for love in return are coolies demanding wages.

Those who ask for love in return are coolies demanding wages.

Among those whom I like, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all read more

Among those whom I like, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new.

Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new.

It makes no sense to be second in someone's life, when you know you're good enough to be first in read more

It makes no sense to be second in someone's life, when you know you're good enough to be first in someone else's.

When love once pleads admission to our hearts,
(In spite of all the virtue we can boast),
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When love once pleads admission to our hearts,
(In spite of all the virtue we can boast),
The woman that deliberates is lost.

How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver read more

How many time do I love, again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain
Unravelled from the trembling main
And threading the eye of a yellow star:--
So many time do I love again.