What of yours, then, love, yours?
What of yours, then, love, yours?
So that bright one of yours, love.
One must learn to love, and go through a good deal of suffering to get to it... and the journey is always towards the other soul.
The love I feel for my friend, this year,
is different from the love I felt last year.
I shall always be a priest of love.
You don't want to love - your eternal and abnormal craving is to be loved. You aren't positive, you're negative. You absorb, absorb, as if you must fill yourself up with love, because you've got a shortage somewhere.
Having achieved and accomplished love... man... has become himself, his tale is told.
Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.
I am in love - and, my God, it is the greatest thing that can happen to a man. I tell you, find a woman you can fall in love with. Do it. Let yourself fall in love. If you have not done so already, you are wasting your life.
In every living thing there is the desire for love.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories