to love means to realize there is a time to let the beloved one go

But what can be done the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.

You think Im cute He said thinkly pulling on her hand.She was glad he couldnt see her face. I think youre...Beautiful. Breathtaking. Like the person in a Greek myth who makes one of the gods stop caring about being a god.

For the first time in forever he was stunned to silence. Not by her words but by the tenderness in her hands the worry in her eyes. He was an archangel. Hed been wounded far far worse and shrugged it off. But then there had been no woman with sun kissed by the sunset and eyes of storm gray to tear into him for daring to get himself hurt.

He will love only once - but it will be for always.

Why be alone when we can be together babyYou can make my life worthwhileAnd I can make you start to smile

What is love There is nothing in the world neither man nor Devil nor any thing that I hold as suspect as love for it penetrates the soul more than any other thing. Nothing exists that so fills and binds the heart as love does. Therefore unless you have those weapons that subdue it the soul plunges through love into an immense abyss.

The knowledge that she would never be loved in return acted upon her ideas as a tide acts upon cliffs.

Accidents ambush the unsuspecting often violently just like love.

Love whether newly born or aroused from a deathlike slumber must always create sunshine filling the heart so full of radiance that it overflows upon the outward world.