I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry. That must be why my wife treats me like toxic waste.
When you are in love with someone you want to be near him all the time except when you are out buying things and charging them to him.
(n.) Fellowship; association; the act or fact of keeping company with any one.
We pedaled rapidly, without laughing or speaking, peculiarly satisfied with our mutual presence, akin to one another in the common isolation of lewdness, weariness, and absurdity.
Love is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at both ends.
[Being in love] is something like poetry. Certainly you can analyze it and expound its various senses and intentions but there is always something left over mysteriously hovering between music and...
To keep the fire burning brightly there's one easy rule: Keep the two logs together near enough to keep each other warm and far enough apart - about a finger's breadth - for breathing room. Good fire...