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Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired

If you love someone, tell them. They won’t be the only one glad that you did.

Love lives and dies like people live and die, but love, even the love two people share, is not bound to the metabolic life of people. Our society has long known love can survive the death of the lovers. What I need to learn is that the life of the lovers can survive the death of love.

Love is like a fruit. It may look good, but you shouldn’t bite in it until it’s ripe.

“We are each of us angels with only one wing. And we can only fly embracing each other” Luciano De Crescenzo

“Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.” – Shakespeare.

Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. Or bends with the remover to remove – Shakespeare

When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace – Jimmy Hendrix

Real love is like a ghost: nobody saw it, but everyone is talking about it=)

All love that has not friendship for its base,is like a mansion built upon the sand

When properly sustained, a bond can be the strongest force in the universe. It can inspire us. It can motivate us. It can infuse us with the better parts of the other, feed our souls, and strengthen our will.

She wounds you as a rose will wound you, not with her thorn. A rose will always wound you with her beauty.

A sense of duty is useful in work, but offensive in personal relations. People wish to be liked, not be endured with patient resignation.

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. Oscar Wilde

If there is anything better than being loved, it’s loving.

Love is a battlefield.

When one door of happiness closes, another opens. But often we look so long at the closed door that we don’t see the one which has been opened for us.

It is the ordinary women that know something about love. The gorgeous ones are too busy being gorgeous.

Grief is like a drunken houseguest always coming back for one more goodbye hug… (S.King)

If you love someone – set them free.
If they return – throw directly 8 nine inch blades in their head.
If they return again – then run. Just run.

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.

Love is a universal migraine, a bright stain on the vision, blotting out reason.

Love is like a quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it and it darts away.