I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach...
I am my beloved, and my beloved is me
The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart
Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
All love is sweet, given or returned
A heart that loves is always young
When love speaks, the voice of all the gods Make heaven drowsy with the harmony
We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly
This story is about truth, beauty, freedom; but above all things, this story is about love
Love: A temporary insanity, curable by marriage. [The Devil's Dictionary]" - Ambrose Bierce (1842-1913) American Author, Editor, Journalist \
Love is blind to everything, but the heart
"To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others." - Francois Mauriac (1885-1970) French Novelist, Essayist, Poet, Playwright
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