always, each other, smile, love
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 is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
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.
Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.
heaven, fasting, love, good man