What is love?
Love is blind ~anon
God is love ~ 1 John 4:16
Love is a fruit of all seasons, and within reach of every hand ~Mother Teresa
Love is not what we become, but what we already are ~ Stephen Levine
Love is an extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real ~ Iris Murdoch
The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference ~Elie Wiesel
Love sees through a telescope, not a microscope ~anon
Love is patient, love is kind, love is not envious, or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way, it is not irritable, or resentful, it does not rejoice in wrong doing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, hopes all things, and endures all things ~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two ~ Captain Corelli's Mandolin
The purest love of all if when you do not expect the object of your love to love you back. If they do, it’s a bonus, but when you expect it, it cheapens love ~ Arvind Patmarajah
Love is...Inhaling deepYour fresh smell,Holding you closeTo my chest,Knowing alwaysThat you will be there...~ Obukwor E. Bigjoe
Love is a strong word, you only say it to those who are most important and influencial in your life ~Heather Hoskins
Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle ~ Dj Roberts
Love is like a grocery store, you don't know which one to choose ~Ruhi
Love is truly sacrificing oneself for a cause that can blind you cause of how strong it is ~ Rafiki
Love knows no reasons. Love knows no lies. Love defies all reasons. Love has no eyes. Love is not blind; it sees but it doesn't mind. Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. Love is so easy to feel, so hard to explain; easy to get, so hard to let go; easy to spell, so hard to define ~ Miss Ely
Love is sublime wish,Don't aflame it ~ L.G.Vaidyanathan
You can lead a heart to love but you can't make it fall ~ anon
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Love is......
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Thursday, June 30, 2005
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Drinks-mixed
Drinks-mixed
Water, wine
Vodka lime
We sit and drink at night
Vanilla coke
Gin and juice
Night prolongs its stay
Tequilla shots
and margaritas
talks the night away
Whiskey, shandy
Rum and brandy
holds what is left of the night
Mix the drinks
mix and drink
and we will drink the night away...
Water, wine
Vodka lime
We sit and drink at night
Vanilla coke
Gin and juice
Night prolongs its stay
Tequilla shots
and margaritas
talks the night away
Whiskey, shandy
Rum and brandy
holds what is left of the night
Mix the drinks
mix and drink
and we will drink the night away...
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Much more today
Much more today
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not yesterday
When I felt you in my sleep,
in my dreams, I hope to keep.
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not last month in may,
When the flowers start to bloom.
Your love would take away the gloom.
Yet I love you very much more today,
I wonder why today I feel this way,
When a day is just another day,
Why not love you much more another day.
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not yesterday
When I felt you in my sleep,
in my dreams, I hope to keep.
I love you very much more today,
I wonder why not last month in may,
When the flowers start to bloom.
Your love would take away the gloom.
Yet I love you very much more today,
I wonder why today I feel this way,
When a day is just another day,
Why not love you much more another day.
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