Love
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Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)
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Love is heavy and light, bright and dark, hot and cold, sick and healthy, asleep and awake- its everything except what it is! (Act 1, scene 1)
Doubt thou the stars are fire;Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar;But never doubt I love.
This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Under loves heavy burden do I sink.--Romeo
Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.
There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.
All I want from you is to trust me with what little you can, and grow in loving people around you with the same love I share with you. It's not your job to change them, or to convince them. You are free to love without an agenda.
Each relationship between two persons is absolutely unique. That is why you cannot love two people the same. It simply is not possible. You love each person differently because of who they are and the uniqueness that they draw out of you.
So many believe that it is love that grows, but it is the knowing that grows and love simply expands to contain it.
Submission is not about authority and it is not obedience; it is all about relationships of love and respect.
I've been saying it so long to you, you just wouldn't listen. Every time you said 'Farm Boy do this' you thought I was answering 'As you wish' but that's only because you were hearing wrong. 'I love you' was what it was, but you never heard.
Just because you're beautiful and perfect, it's made you conceited.
Westley: This is true love — you think this happens every day?
True love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops.
Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.
Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.
The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.
She was bored. She loved, had capacity to love, for love, to give and accept love. Only she tried twice and failed twice to find somebody not just strong enough to deserve it, earn it, match it, but even brave enough to accept it.