In the wintertime, in the snow country, citrus fruit was so rare, and if you got one, it was better than ambrosia.
James Earl JonesRead
Love was just a word to me. Until you came along and gave it meaning.
Interpretation
Love took on its true significance when someone special entered my life.
This quote highlights the transformative power of love through personal connection. Initially, love may feel like an abstract concept, but when someone truly connects with us, it becomes meaningful and profound, reshaping our understanding of what love truly is.
In practice
In a wedding speech highlighting how love changed the couple's lives.
In the wintertime, in the snow country, citrus fruit was so rare, and if you got one, it was better than ambrosia.
More and more, when I single out the person out who inspired me most, I go back to my grandfather.
The goal wasn't to be a millionaire or to be a Hollywood star. That was not the goal. The goal was something about - the goal was to find the goal, but I knew where it was.
Just so you know, there's a space that only you can fill. Just so you know, I loved you then, I guess I always will.
You sang in church, you know, and you didn't act at all. You tried not to act, you tried to tell the truth. The idea of being a troubadour on the road singing for your supper was very disturbing to him.
There's nothing I would retire for, so I won't retire.
This may be a dream, but I'll say it anyway: I was supposed to be married last year, and I bought a gown. When I meet Nelson Mandela, I shall put on this gown and have the train of it removed and put aside, and kiss the ground that he walks on and then kiss his feet.
The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface: and why not? Any love is natural and beautiful that lies within a person's nature; only hypocrites would hold a man responsible for what he loves, emotional illiterates and those of righteous envy, who, in their agitated concern, mistake so frequently the arrow pointing to heaven for the one that leads to hell.
Their silence comfortable. Something unfolding. But what? Not love, which wrenched and wounded. Not love, which came only once.
For what the lover would, that would the beloved; what she would ask of him that should he go before to grant. Without accord such as this, love is but a bond and a constraint.
When you engage in fulfilling the needs of others, your own needs are fulfilled as a by-product.
You can never love anyone to your own detriment. That is not love, that is possession, control, fear, or a combination of them all.
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