Love is the kind of thing thats already happening by the time you notice it thats how it works and no matter how old you get that doesnt change. Except that you can break it up into two entirely distinct types -- love where theres an end in sight and love where there isnt.
Famous Quotes about virtue
I cant sleep I cant eat I cant do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him all day I wait to see him and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire.
One of the best times for figuring out who you are what you really want out of life Right after a break-up.
Hes around the twist said Azalea. Breaking all the windows Hes mad.Ah no said the King. Its only madness if you actually do it. If you want to break all the windows in the house and drown yourself in a bucket but dont actually do it well thats love.
Sometimes you know in your heart you love someone but you have to go away before your head can figure it out.
To love is good too love being difficult. For one human being to love another that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks the ultimate the last test and proof the work for which all other work is but preparation...Love is a high inducement to the individual to ripen to become something in himself to become world for himself for anothers sake it is a great exacting claim upon him something that chooses him out and calls him to vast things.
He then put both hands on the door on either side of my head and leaned in close pinning me against it. I trembled like a downy rabbit caught in the clutches of a wolf. The wolf came closer. He bent his head and began nuzzling my cheek. The problem wasI wanted the wolf to devour me.
But if you love and must needs have desires let these be your desiresTo melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.To know the pain of too much tenderness.To be wounded by your own understanding of loveAnd to bleed willingly and joyfully.To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of lovingTo rest at noon hour and meditate loves ecstasyTo return home at eventide with gratitudeAnd then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise on your lips.
When she opened her eyes she was both in her body and watching it nowhere near the cavity of the tree. The Blue that was before her stood inches from a boy in an Aglionby sweater. There was a slight stoop to his posture and his shoulders were spattered darkly with rain. It was his fingers that Blue felt on her face. He touched her cheek with the backs of his fingers. Tears coursed down the other Blues face. Though some strange magic Blue could feel them on her face as well. She could feel too sick rising misery shed felt in the churchyard the grief that felt bigger than her. The other Blues tears seemed endless. One drop slid after another each following an identical path down her cheeks.The boy in the Aglionby sweater leaned his forehead against Blues. She felt the pressure of his skin against hers and suddenly she could smell mint. Itll be okay. Gansey told the other Blue. She could tell that he was afraid. Itll be okay.Impossibly Blue realized that this other Blue was crying because she loved Gansey. And that the reason Gansey touched her like that his fingers so careful with her was because he knew that her kiss could kill him. She could feel how badly the other Blue wanted to kiss him even as she dreaded it. Though she couldnt understand why her real present day memories in the tree cavity were clouded with other false memories of their lips nearly touching a life this other Blue had already lived.Okay Im ready- Ganseys voice caught just a little. Blue kiss me.
You can be in love and you can be in a relationship. But theyre not always the same thing.