All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.
Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope
Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves