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Each day you must choose, the pain of discipline or the pain of regret.
Sep 17, 2025
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together.
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret or disappointment.
You want to believe that there's one relationship in life that's beyond betrayal. A relationship that's beyond that kind of hurt. And there isn't.
Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.
Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.
I claim there ain't Another Saint As great as Valentine.
For you see, each day I love you more. Today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.
Trip over love, you can get up. Fall in love and you fall forever. Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart. Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
When love is not madness, it is not love.
Loving is not just looking at each other, it's looking in the same direction. -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, “You are blessed doublee if you are in love” - honeya “Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip.
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.
If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?
Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
At my age an affair of the heart is a bypass!
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species.
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Are we not like two volumes of one book?
You know you're in love when you stop comparing.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
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