What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined for life--to strengthen each other in all labor to rest on each other in all sorrow to minister to each other in all pain to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you but they also give you everything.

My girlfriend is sad and quiet and keeps me up all night worrying about her.

Poor fellow I think he is in love with you.I am not aware of it. And to me it is one of the most odious things in a girls life that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her... I have no ground for the nonsensical vanity of fancying everybody who comes near me is in love with me.

...and when one of them meets the other half the actual half of himself whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the others sight as I may say even for a moment...

The right thing at the wrong tme is the wrong thing.

And yet I have had the weakness and have still the weakness to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me heap of ashes that I am into fire.

If love is blind then maybe a blind person that loves has a greater understanding of it.

I am no king and I am no lordAnd I am no soldier at-arms said he.Im none but a harper and a very poor harperThat am come hither to wed with ye.If you were a lord you should be my lordAnd the same if you were a thief said she.And if you are a harper you shall be my harperFor it makes no matter to me to meFor it makes no matter to me.But what if it prove that I am no harperThat I lied for your love most monstrouslyWhy then Ill teach you to play and singFor I dearly love a good harp said she.

Every day People straighten up the hair why not the heart