You spend the beginning part of your life with your mother, so love her; the middle part of your life with your girlfriend, so care for her; and the end part of your life with your wife, so adore her.
Love is the only flame that can light up your soul and universe simultaneously.
Love is that indefinable moment of brokenheartedness when you cry and someone weeps with your tears
funny how our heartswere designed to loveso fiercely.but break ever so gently.
Desire speaks, passion shouts, lust screams, and love whispers.
To love and be loved is a wonderful feeling.
May love binds all mankind to live in harmony.
It takes three to make love, not two: you, your spouse, and God. Without God people only succeed in bringing out the worst in one another. Lovers who have nothing else to do but love each other soon f...
Conor, I could search the world for another swashbuckling scientist, but I doubt if I would find one like you.
Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn't feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can think of, what, why, how come, and...
fierce lovers.and battle warriorsboth comefrom the same place. there is bound to be,some bloodshed.
The Cycle of True Love: First I see and think I love, then I say I know I love, today and forever more I decide to love.
There are thousands of languages around the world, but love is the most beautiful of them all.
If we all knew that we were all perverts, we might be a lot happier.
I maybe such a pain in the ass,But in a good way.I give you pleasure at the same time!
His agony somehow became an invisible hand, stretching out through the Force, a hand that found her, far away, alone in her apartment in the dark, a hand that felt the silken softness of her skin and...
i have known yousince the beginningof timethe one i have loved alwaysin spirit.only just discoveredin person.
He isn't the best, neither am I. But we are the best version of ourselves with each other. And that's pretty close to Perfection.
Lust fades after climax, love lasts until breakfast!
When she returned, he would take great delight in showing her how much he loved the morning, when the air held a tang of freshness and the early light dispelled all shadows.
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