love [Theme] Page 1904

Two wolves are fighting in human hearts. One is love. Other - hatred. The winner is the one who I feed.

Only love can kill the demon. Hold that thought.

Anyone who can sell his soul in the name of love, can change the world.

Love strikes at your heart, you should open up. It is not like Tyson, but quite the contrary. But is much stronger. And here, lying on the floor the first time you don't want to fight.

- What about the love?
- Its too overrated, biochemically it's like to eat large amounts of chocolate.

"Always"!.. What a horrible word! I shudder when I hear it. Especially like women. They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever. While "always" is an empty word. Between a Caprice and "eternal love" the only difference is that the Caprice lasts a little longer.

Those who are faithful in love, available only to its banal nature. The tragedy of love learn only those changes.

You love everyone and to love everyone means to love anyone. You are all equally indifferent.

If you love a flower - only, which is not on any of the many millions of stars, it is enough to look at the sky and feel happy. And I say to myself: "somewhere out there lives my flower..."

The only one who not once left alone, knows the happiness of meetings with the beloved. Everything else just weakens the tension and the mystery of love. And what can more sharply to break through the magical realm of loneliness, if not an explosion of the senses, of their devastating power, if not the elements, the storm, the night, the music?... And love...

When the best words have been said, all possible tricks done, beautiful treatments, and head turns are demonstrated, then this is it "love".

My love never brought happiness, because I did not sacrifice for those she loved: I was loved for myself, for my own pleasure: I was only satisfied a strange need of the heart, greedily absorbing their emotions, their joy and suffering and could never get enough.

Almost all passion starts, and we are often very deceiving, thinking that the woman loves us for our physical or moral dignity; of course, they prepared her heart to receiving the Holy fire, and still the first touch that decides the matter.

The love that we read in the eyes, to no woman is not binding, then as the words...