Posted by: Debora Cereghini
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Who loves to play regret it when a game will be loved.
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Who loves to play regret it when a game will be loved.
Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds or bends with the remover to remove...
'Tis an ever fixed mark that loks on tempests and is never shaken...
Love alters not with his breef hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom...
if this be error and upon me proved, I never writ...
Nor no man ever loved...
Mind sets limits, heart breaks them.
Not loving for fear of suffering is like not living for fear of dying.
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
If we begin to love a thing which we hated, or upon which we were in the habit of looking with sorrow, we shall rejoice for the very reason that we love , and to this joy which love involves a new joy is added, which springs from the fact that the effort to remove the sorrow which hatred involves, is so much assisted, there being also present before us as the cause of our joy the idea of the person whom we hated.
The opposite of love is not hate but indifference.
When I fell in love, I live in constant fear of being left. Whatever you love most, you fear you might lose, you know it can change. Why do you look from left to right when you cross the street? Because you don't want to get run over. But, you still cross the street!
Like the bee sucks and enriches the beehive of all the desires that she pics upon her path, so the lover enriches his own love.