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Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.
Love is a game that two can play and both win.
Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart, but flows from one which is loved.
I'm so in love, every time I look at you my soul gets dizzy.
We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness - and call it love - true love.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
You learn to like someone when you find out what makes them laugh, but you can never truly love someone until you find out what makes them cry
True love is when you put someone on a pedestal, and they fall - but you are there to catch them.
You know when you have found your prince because you not only have a smile on your face but in your heart as well.
Love puts the fun in together, the sad in apart, and the joy in a heart.
Love puts the fun in together, the sad in apart, and the joy in a heart.
If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.
Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.
The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Love is a game that two can play and both win.
Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart, but flows from one which is loved.
I'm so in love, every time I look at you my soul gets dizzy.
We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness - and call it love - true love.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
You learn to like someone when you find out what makes them laugh, but you can never truly love someone until you find out what makes them cry
True love is when you put someone on a pedestal, and they fall - but you are there to catch them.
You know when you have found your prince because you not only have a smile on your face but in your heart as well.
Love puts the fun in together, the sad in apart, and the joy in a heart.
Love puts the fun in together, the sad in apart, and the joy in a heart.
If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.
Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.
The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
