passions, love, absence
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 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.
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
Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.