#love

"Scholars, theologians, and even poets have yet to be able to truly describe and touch upon the beauty, romance, and magic of a relationship built on 100% authenticity"

"My love is meatloaf flavored. I just wish my meatloaf was also meatloaf flavored."

"hope had become despair, protestors had become terrorists, love had become sex, music had become noise, and us had become me."

"I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love."

"The sun can shine, and it can burn. You can shine your love with a softer power than the sun."

"A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you."

"When she was a child, my love carried a road-map in her hand the way other girls carried handkerchiefs. She always knew the way. Her feet were little wings. And her beautiful head was a compass."

"A weed is but an unloved flower."

"Let's Celebrate! Photoshop Turns 25 This Week [10w] I bought a fake passport on Fiverr.Don't tell Mexico."

"And only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life."

"Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair."

"I love Madrid. I am happy to be here. I have been here three years and hope to be here longer. But I am proud of where I come from and never forget the people I grew up with."

"I can't set my hopes too high,'Cause every hello ends with a goodbye."

"If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were."

"As Unto the bow the the cord is ,So unto the man is woman;Though she bends him, she obeys him,Though she draws him , yet she follows:Useless each without the other."

"Russian, Umerzhurnalistka Someone who too many questions for his own good. Literally, 'Dead journalist'."

"Death Ride Denied At the stables of your agonyDeath brought his morbid mareTo whisk you from your woeful wantsAnd coax you from your cares.A ride you did deny this princeAnd bid him soft farewell,Hoping the morrow must be brighter sinceYour yesterdays were hell."

"But no one can predict of a certainty what will happen. And none of it will change how I intend to spend the rest of my life. I will live it on my terms. And you... you can have all of me or nothing. I won't be an invalid any longer. Not even if it means losing you."

"Love, as wonderful and horrible as it is, has at its center a kind of pitiful humor."

"Well my gun fires seven different shades of shit, so what's your favorite color, punk?"