Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.
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Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.
It was the passions about whose origin we deceived ourselves that tyrannized most strongly over us. Our weakest motives were those of whose nature we were conscious.
The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.
The first effect of love is to inspire a profound respect; we have veneration for what we love. It is very just; we see nothing in the world so great as this.
One day I took a daisy and I did "she loves me or she loves me not"... the first time I got that she loved me so she loved me, the second time I got that she loved me not, but I didn't worry... even daisies can lie.
I belives in consuming and heart-breaking love... I believe in true and strong friendship... I believe in fights and fuck-yous screamed to the world. I believe in sun after the storm. I believe in breathtaking hugs and kisses that caress the flesh. I believe in sex, the violent one that makes you feel alive and I believe in people who make your soul vibrate. I do, I think so anyway!
Women are like flowers: if you try to open them through strength, the petals remain in your hand and the flower dies. Because only warmth can open them. And love and tenderness together are the sun for a woman. I should've simply loved her. Then it would've been natural. Because a woman, when she feels loved, opens up and gives you her whole world.
If you love you'll know that everything begins and everything ends and there's a moment for a start and a moment for an end and this doesn't create a wound. You won't be wounded, you know that season is over. You don't despair, you manage to understand and you thank the other: "You gave me your gifts, you gave me new visions of life, you opened new windows that I would have never found by myself. Now the moment has come for us to separate, our roads divide". Without anger, with no resentment, without complaints and with infinite gratitude, with great love, with the heart full of gratitude. If you know how to love, you'll know how to separate.
A life without love is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.
Love is very similar to torture or a surgical operation. Even if the two lovers are very much in love and culminating in mutual desires, one of the two will always be fuller than the other. This one is the operator, the butcher; the other, subjected, the victim.