decided, love, great
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
love is like ghosts, few have seen
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.
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
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