love, regret, loved
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
All happiness or unhappiness solely depends upon the quality of the object to which we are attached by love.
LOVE, WHICH WE ARE ATTACHED BY LOVE
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.