Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.
The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.
Love is not the absence of logic but logic examined and recalculated heated and curved to fit inside the contours of the heart.
The only victory over love is flight.
What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.
Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
Love takes up where knowledge leaves off.
How many times 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 times do I love again.
Two minds with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.
One love, one heart, one destiny.
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with feelings.
Love is a state in which a man sees things most decidedly as they are not.
What's terrible is to pretend that second-rate is first-rate. To pretend that you don't need love when you do; or you like your work when you know quite well you're capable of better.
Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.
I love you because all the loves in the world are like different rivers flowing into the same lake where they meet and are transformed into a single love that becomes rain and blesses the earth.
The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.
The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.
When love is not madness, it is not love.
Love, and you shall be loved.
To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.
There is the same difference in a person before and after he is in love, as there is in an unlighted lamp and one that is burning.
Who, being loved, is poor?
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