loves, woman, sailor
Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
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
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.
To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.
being loved, loving is angelic