Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.
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Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.
Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.
Love does not alter the beloved, it alters itself.
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
No, I don’t think you’re gonna be single forever, and also I don’t understand your obsession with romantic love. There are other ways to have fulfilling relationships that can sustain you and make your life great and fun other than having a sexualized relationship. It’s not the only kind of fulfilling human interaction. So, even if you are single forever, that doesn’t mean that you’ve had some kind of failed life.
Acting is not about anything romantic, not even fantasy, although you do create fantasy.
Romantic Love is only an Illusion. A story one makes up in One's Mind about Another Person.
It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.
We believe that according the name 'investors' to institutions that trade actively is like calling someone who repeatedly engages in one-night stands a 'romantic.'
Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.
Romance has been elegantly defined as the offspring of fiction and love.
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.
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