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I'm a romantic.

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And I'm happy that I know you.

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Yes. You.

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I have found the paradox; that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
-Mother Teresa

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A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another.
-John 13:34

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Whoso loves, believes the impossible.
-Elizabeth Barret Browning

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Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone.
-CS Lewis

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Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and richness to life that nothing else can bring.
-Oscar Wilde

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Where there is love, there is life.
-Mohandas Gandhi

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My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.

-William Shakespeare

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A man is not where he lives, but where he loves.
-Latin Proverb

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And to revive a meme that I did a couple months ago:

Comment here and I will tell you why I like/love you.

Even if we don't talk much, heck even if we have NEVER spoken, I want EVERYONE to participate. If you want to share the love and do the same at your journal, go ahead. You're under no obligation to carry it on if you comment here.

Go on everyone needs more love in their life.


~*~*~*~

Sonnet 17

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
in which there is no I or you
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand
so intimate that when you fall asleep it is my eyes that close

-Pablo Neruda

Date: 2010-02-14 02:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] purequicksilver.livejournal.com
Awww, this is such a beautiful pic"e!spam. (I'm making this word up 'cause I'm too lazy to describe it in more words. But then again, I think I defeated the purpose by writing such a long comment in parenthesis. Shucks. Who cares anyway? :D)

Also, *comments*. ♥

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