Posted by: Andrea Manfrč
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Love)
There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.
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There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love.
Should there be danger of such an event — should he be the cause of adding a single more trouble to her existence — why, I think I shall be justified in going to extremes! I wish you had sincerity enough to tell me whether Catherine would suffer greatly from his loss. The fear that she would restrains me: and there you see the distinction between our feelings. Had he been in my place, and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand against him. You may look incredulous, if you please! I never would have banished him from her society, as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I would have torn his heart out and drank his blood! But till then, if you don't believe me, you don't know me — till then, I would have died by inches before I touched a single hair of his head!
True love isn't either physical or romantic.
True love is acceptance of everything that is, that was, will and won't be.
The happiest people aren't necessarily those who enjoy the best of everything, but those that gain the best of wht they have.
Life isn't about surviving the storm, but about how to dance in the rain!
I want to try to stay with you. I want to believe it's possible, even if not for now, even form far away. I need to wait for someone who doesn't look like anyone else and you are that.
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
If you find someone you love in your life, then hang on to that love.
I don't demand to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me: love is knowing everything about someone, and wanting to be with him even more than with anybody else. Love is trusting to tell them everything about yourself, even all the things you could be embarassed about. Love is feeling at one's ease and safe with someone, but even more is feeling your legs give in when that someone walks into a room and smiles at you.
If only you could really turn around to look back you'd realize millions of people that never saw you and you wouldn't turn around again. You have to look ahead to see a face you recognise, and don't look back. What's left behind stopped to recognise you, what is left behind didn't want to see you enough.
For some reson I ignore the fact that I like you a lot. A lot, nothing unreasonable, I should say enough to make sure that at night, alone, I awake and not being able to fall asleep again, I start dreaming of you.
The heart's affections are like cedar branches; if the tree should lose a strong branch, it suffers, but doesn't die. It spills all the vitality in the branch next to it, so that it may grow and fill the empty space.