LoVe bIrDs wAlLpApErS...!!!

"Love is the delusion that one man or woman differs from another."

"Biochemically, love is just like eating large amounts of chocolate."

"For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of our tasks; the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation."

" All the positions, fortunes, celebrities disappear as a snow flake that melts on the black asphalt of death. So does beauty too.
And what else remains if not the piece of love that once existed in this great il or in this dream called life?

"No matter how hard it is, true love is also the result of an accident in the dream of our life, and that accident is an event that happens in our soul.
This event can be in another transcendental reality a volcano, a butterfly, a mountain or any other possible image we cannot even imagine."

"No thoughtful man ever came to the end of his life, and had time and a little space of calm from which to look back upon it, who did not know and acknowledge that it was what he had done unselfishly and for others, and nothing else, that satisfied him in the retrospect, and made him feel that he had played the man."

"Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky."

"Love is the affinity which links and draws together the elements of the world... Love, in fact, is the agent of universal synthesis."

very day I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing and which, shirking pain, misses happiness as well."

"Paradoxically, all these wonderful dimensions that we want for our being are completely missing, being a hope, a dream about the perfection of the being.
Then this hope and dream of perfection is materialized in the vision we have on our soul mate.
Moreover, if we are under the impression that we know what we would want as perfection, it always remains a mere false impression and nothing more, because then the event of a Great Love occurs, we realize that what we thought to be perfection is false, and the novelty of the new imagine on the perfection embodies by the lover makes us feel that intense feeling of suffocating love, precisely because we find our new standard for perfection, which becomes this way superior to the old one.

"Love seeketh not itself to please, but for another gives its ease."