love, admires, quite different, before
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
LOVE, WHEN WE LOVED NOT ENOUGH
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.
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action.
In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.
love occurs, become one, remain two
To love rightly is to love what is orderly and beautiful in an educated and disciplined way.
LOVE, BEAUTIFUL IN AN EDUCATED AND DISCIPLINED WAY