For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.
love occurs, become one, remain two
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
LOVE, LOVE IS A FRUIT IN SEASON AT ALL TIMES
When you have really exhausted an experience you always reverence and love it.
LOVE, EXHAUSTED AN EXPERIENCE YOU ALWAYS REVERENCE