The perversity of the human spirit is such that when a young lady longs for one specific partner, every other partner counts for nothing.
I always like a good math solution to any love problem.
Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.
Think about a woman. Doesn`t know you're thinking about her. Doesn`t care you're thinking about her. Makes you think about her even more.
Love is the big booming beat which covers up the noise of hate.
Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.
Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.
When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all. Lois McMaster Bujold
Passion is seldom the end of any story, for it cannot long endure if it is not soon supplemented with true affection and mutual respect.
