Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
~ Kay Knudsen.
Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another.
~ Henry Louis Mencken.
Tell me how many beads there areIn a silver chainOf evening rain,Unravelled from the tumbling main,And threading the eye of a yellow star: -So many times do I love again.
~ Thomas
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