Then you must tell 'em dat love ain't somethin' lak uh grindstone dat's de same thing everywhere and do de same thing tuh everything it touch. Love is lak de sea. It's uh movin' thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it's different with every shore.
Fidelity to the truth is the obligation of all those who claim to love it. It is the unseen halo that accompanies those that seek to share their light, it is the reason why we can still believe in good and claim our humanity. It is the only condition that gives us the power by which we may love unconditionally.
Maybe we shouldn't be looking for love. Maybe we should be looking for a person. Because maybe you can find love in a person, but not have that person. So if you look for love, what you will find is love. But if you want to belong to someone, and you want someone to belong to you, you should look for a person.
I have learned that you can go anywhere you want to go and do anything you want to do and buy all the things that you want to buy and meet all the people that you want to meet and learn all the things that you desire to learn and if you do all these things but are not madly in love: you have still not begun to live.
Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.
Perhaps lovers aren't supposed to look down at the ground. That kind of story is told in symbols--and earth represents reality, and reality represents frustrations, chance illnesses, death, murder, and all kinds of other tragedies. Lovers are meant to look up at the sky, for up there no beautiful illusions can be trampled upon.
jika seseorang pemuda jatuh cinta kepada seorang gadis, maka janganlah dia merosakkan hati si gadis dengan berterus terang kepadanya. sebaliknya, isi hati itu hendaklah diluahkan kepada ibu ayah atau wali si gadis itu. pilihlah jalan pernikahan, bukankah itu yang Allah redha?- Falsafah cinta Nurul Nasuha Haji Norman, : muka surat 81
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. So don’t talk of our separation again: it is impracticable; . . .
Thought of the night***True fact about humans with true and soft heart...that those who cry while watching someone totaly different in pain...or feel others pain...are the one...who cry least on their on pain...and be strong at their time of facing problems..stay strong...have true heart...gudnyt swtdrmz...:) thoughtofthenight.blogspot
Thought of the night***True fact about humans with true and soft heart...that those who cry while watching someone totaly different in pain...or feel others pain...are the one...who cry least on their on pain...and be strong at their time of facing problems..stay strong...have true heart...gudnyt swtdrmz...:)thoughtofthenight.blogspot.in
Does he treat you with respect at all times? That's the first question. The second question is, if he is the exact same person twenty years from now that he is today, would you still want to marry him? And finally, does he inspire to be a better person? You find someone you can answer yes to all three, then you've found a good man.
The library smells like old books-a thousand leather doorways into other worlds.""Dear sir, I was called away and couldn't bring you, but now I feel haunted. I know that sometimes you felt I was a part of you and that losing me would leave a hole in your heart, but that's not true... Please forgive me... I am sorry that I didn't say goodbye.
They were from two different worlds. Two entirely different people. But upon their coming together, they created- they found- their own path and together they had their own world and in their own world, they were the same. Everyone else outside of it- everyone else was over there. Away. And they together- they together were here. They were right here. They were the same.
It takes a really long time to realize this, but if you’re lucky you eventually see that you’ve got this life on this planet and you’re responsible for really loving yourself. And I mean really, really, really loving yourself. Love is never a corruption. I’m talking about loving yourself with a true love, a love that’s incorruptible and everlasting.
I'm going to fall in love with him. I'm going to be head over heels and my stomach is going to hurt every time he walks into a room. I'm going to worry about him whenever he isn't there, and there are going to be times where I'll hate him. Because that's what love is. It's a kaleidoscope of emotions, all sorts of different colors blending together into one.
