Jumat, 12 April 2013



  First time I saw you I was scared to say. First time I say you I was scared to tell you. But now, I like you I am scared to lose you.
            Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction. Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
            I love all the stars in the sky, but they are nothing compared to the ones in your eyes ! I wanted to send you all my love but the postman said it was too big ! the true love suffers silently, they taught me that one hours equals 60 minutes and that one minutes equals 60 seconds, but they never told me that one second without you can last for ever ! .
            I wrote your name in the sky, but the wind blew it away, I wrote your name in the sand, but the waves washed it away, and I wrote your name in my heart, and forever it will stay. It is heavy to own itself, after all to me you are cold, this night a wolf I will howl, as the moon will seem !, the rain goes, and soul will wound. Whispers me fragments of phrases, to knock heart will cease, without your fine eyes.
            There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness. We are shaped and fashioned by what we love. Better to have loved and lost, than not to have loved at all. There is never jealousy where there is not strong regard. Man makes holy what he believes, as he makes beautiful what he loves.
            Love is a serious mental disease. To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best. To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage. We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us. To marry a girl who you love and who loves you is to lay a wager with her as to who will stop loving the other first. To love early and marry late is to hear a lark singing at dawn, and at night to eat it roasted for supper. The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.
            In love we often doubt what we most believe, in literature, as in love. We are astonished at his choice made by other people. Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species. Love is being stupid together. It is not true makes us choose what is difficult. The last thing a girl will consent to discover in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage.
            There are very few people who are not ashamed of having been in love when they no longer love each other. Love has reasons which reason cannot understand. Love begins with love. In revenge and in love, girl is more barbarous than man. Love is triumph of imagination over intelligence.
            Girls we love for what they are, young men for what they promise to be. Distrust all those who love you extremely upon a very slight acquaintance any visible reason. We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together.
            Love and work have the virtues of making a man pretty indifferent to anything else. The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned. To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia to mistake an ordinary young woman for a goodess. In art as in love, instinct is enough. No woman ever fall in love with a man unless she has a better opinion of him than he deserves. Men always want to be a women’s first love women like to be a man’s last romance. It is possible to love and be wise.
            Every man is thoroughly happy twice in his life, just after he has left his last one. It is almost always a fault of one who loves not to realize when he ceases to be loved. Love is like war, easy to begin but very hard to stop. No one loves the man whom he fears. Love is like an hourglass, with the hearth filling up as the brain empties.
The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end. To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead. Women are made to be loved, not understood.
Sex without love is an empty gesture, but as empty gestures go, it is one of the best. Love is what you make it and who you make it with. When women love us, they forgive us everything. Even our crimes, when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing not even our virtues. The love that lasts longst is the love that is never returned.
Think about it, there must be higher love down in the stars above without it. Life is a wasted time look inside your heart, I’ll look inside mine.

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