Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I Love is like a life where neither every way is easy nor we get happiness on every turn. But if we do not leave life, we should we leave love. Love is a beautiful feeling which we can't express in words. Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it. True love" isn't so much a dreamy feeling that you have as it is an enduring commitment to give sacrificially --even, or perhaps especially, when you don't feel like it... 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 withering, of tarnishing. Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!... Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common-sense.. Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished..
