“My heart is a red rose. When happy, it sparkles brillianly. When sad it bleeds and forms a dark puddle under it. When my heart dies, the soft fragile petals fall. So you might want to put your rose in a vase.”

~Claire Charmont~

Don’t want to be near you for the thoughts we share but the words we never have to speak.

~Nikki Giovanni~

One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well –but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself?

~Shirley Hazzard~

You couldn’t get a clue during the clue mating season in a field full of horny clues if you smeared your body with clue musk and did the clue mating dance.

~Edward Flaherty~

Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.

~Mother Teresa~

Grow old along with me the best is yet to be.

~Robert Browning~

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

~George Bernard Shaw~

The one who loves least controls the relationship.

I remember a time when everybody I loved hated me because I hated them. – Letter to Stuart Sutcliffe circa 1960

~John Lennon~

In endowing us with memory, nature has revealed to us a truth utterly unimaginable to the unreflective creation, the truth of immortality….The most ideal human passion is love, which is also the most absolute and animal and one of the most ephemeral.

~George Santayana~