Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
Jean AnouilhRead
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Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat.
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.
There is always some madness in love.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
In my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.
I love you for all that you are, all that you have been, all that you're yet to be.
It was a million tiny little things that, when you added them all up, they meant we were supposed to be together ... and I knew it.
We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
Well, it was a million tiny little things that, when you added them all up, they meant we were supposed to be together... and I knew it. I knew it the very first time I touched her. It was like coming home... only to no home I'd ever known... I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car and I knew. It was like... magic. - Sleepless in Seattle
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