You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didnt know when the last argument happened or the last time you had sex or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life.After they were goneThat was all you thought about.Day and night.

To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer not to love is to suffer to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore to be happy one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.

Dont leave a piece of jewelry at his house so you can go back and get it later he may be with his real girlfriend.

If I could but know his heart everything would become easy.

Some people feel like they dont deserve love. They walk away quietly into empty spaces trying to close the gaps of the past.

When you have seen as much of life as I have you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

It is a long way to Ireland Janet and I am sorry to send my little friend on such weary travels but if I cant do better how is it to be helped Are you anything akin to me do you think JaneI could risk no sort of answer by this time my heart was still. Because he said I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me as now it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt and then Ive a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you - youd forget me.

Real isnt how you are made said the Skin Horse. Its a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long long time not just to play with but REALLY loves you then you become Real.Does it hurt asked the Rabbit. Sometimes said the Skin Horse for he was always truthful. When you are Real you dont mind being hurt. Does it happen all at once like being wound up he asked or bit by bit It doesnt happen all at once said the Skin Horse. You become. It takes a long time. Thats why it doesnt happen often to people who break easily or have sharp edges or who have to be carefully kept. Generally by the time you are Real most of your hair has been loved off and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things dont matter at all because once you are Real you cant be ugly except to people who dont understand.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

Please Mia he implores. Dont make me write a song.