Women only love those that they don’t know.
Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.
my love had grown one with my soul; it became darker, but did not go out
We survive on novelty, so much less demanding than commitment.
If only people thought a little more about it, they would see that life is not worrying about so much.
Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall, yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea.