If you loved someone, you couldn’t let lies come between you. No matter what happened - even if you’d already lost each other forever - you owed each other the truth.
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
Love cures people - both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it
Love is the silent saying and saying of a single name
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same
Love is not a matter of counting the years... But making the years count
True love stories never have endings.
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