In real love you want the other person's good.
In romantic love, you want the other person....
(Margaret Anderson.)
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He drew a circle to shut me out, heretic rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win,
We drew a circle that took him in....
(Edwin Markham.)
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I knew no other way than this,
Where 'I' does not exist, nor 'you'.
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep....
(Pablo Neruda.)
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We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them.
We say we love trees, yet we cut them down.
And some people still wonder why some are afraid
When they are told they are loved....
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