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Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war love is a growing up.
Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.
It is not enough to say we must not wage war. It is necessary to love peace and sacrifice for it.
Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved we love to love.
love, gift, freely, willingly, expectation