KingKhandmk’s Love Garden BLOG

You say that love is nonsense…. I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one’s nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength. * Henry Adams* Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make laugh. * W. H. Auden* Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole. * Samuel Taylor Coleridge* When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions May wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams As the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth So is he for your pruning. The Prophet by Gibran Khalil Gibran Love, with very young people, is a heartless business. We drink at that age from thirst, or to get drunk; it is only later in life that we occupy ourselves with the individuality of our wine. * Isak Dinesen* Love must not touch the marrow of the soul. Our affections must be breakable chains that we can cast them off or tighten them. * Euripedes* Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists… When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence * Preeti Bansal* No matter what you’ve done for yourself or for humanity, if you can’t look back on having given love and attention to your own family, what have you really accomplished? * Lee Iacocca* This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected– in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness; it took entire possession of him, and he understood, with joyous amazement, that this was for life. * Thomas Mann* A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy. * George Jean Nathan* We conceal it from ourselves in vain–we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it. * Blaise Pascal* Love is something far more than desire for sexual intercourse; it is the principal means of escape from the loneliness which afflicts most men and women throughout the greater part of their lives. * Bertrand Russell* Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same. * Voltaire* Love is always bestowed as a gift – freely, willingly and without expectation. We don’t love to be loved; we love to love. *Leo Buscaglia* From