Published on May 4th, 2018
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that youâve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you canât wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid itâs like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didnât exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long dayâs work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, thereâs no need for continuous conversation, but you find youâre quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that thereâs a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure thatâs so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.
You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfectâyou aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can breakâher heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.
He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much;
Who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children;
Who has filled his niche and accomplished his task;
Who has never lacked appreciation of Earth’s beauty or failed to express it;
Who has left the world better than he found it,
Whether an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul;
Who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had;
Whose life was an inspiration;
Whose memory a benediction.
-Bessie Anderson Stanley
Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Heâs not perfect. You arenât either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isnât going to quote poetry, heâs not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Donât hurt him, donât change him, and donât expect for more than he can give. Donât analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when heâs not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys donât exist, but thereâs always one guy that is perfect for you.
To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.
Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.
Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other peopleâs sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes.
I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person.
Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
-Antoine de Saint-ExupÃ©ry
Weâre all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if youâve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect thereâs no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isnât until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problemsâthe ones that make you truly who you areâthat weâre ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what youâre looking for. Youâre looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: it’s got to be the right wrong personâsomeone you lovingly gaze upon and think, âThis is the problem I want to have.â
I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.
Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness.
One love, one heart, one destiny.
If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy. … Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
We have to allow ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, the people who really matter. Too much of the time, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that don’t even matter, while all that time we waste and the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets! It’s time to put an end to this. It’s time for us to let ourselves be loved.
-C. JoyBell C.
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
love the life you live.
live the life you love.
How do you spell ‘love’?” – Piglet
“You don’t spell it…you feel it.” – Pooh
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.
-Antoine de Saint-ExupÃ©ry
There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.
I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.
The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.
That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.
You should write because you love the shape of stories and sentences and the creation of different words on a page. Writing comes from reading, and reading is the finest teacher of how to write.
People have forgotten this truth,” the fox said. “But you mustnât forget it. You become responsible forever for what youâve tamed. Youâre responsible for your rose.
-Antoine de Saint-ExupÃ©ry
Life is too short to waste any amount of time on wondering what other people think about you. In the first place, if they had better things going on in their lives, they wouldn’t have the time to sit around and talk about you. What’s important to me is not others’ opinions of me, but what’s important to me is my opinion of myself.
-C. JoyBell C.
Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing I did right. You’re the one thing I did right.
When you trip over love, it is easy to get up. But when you fall in love, it is impossible to stand again.
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
“You owe me.”
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
Love the world and yourself in it, move through it as though it offers no resistance, as though the world is your natural element.
Watch out for intellect,
because it knows so much it knows nothing
and leaves you hanging upside down,
mouthing knowledge as your heart
falls out of your mouth.
My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
I won’t ever leave you, even though you’re always leaving me.
If you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.