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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

~ what is love ~ U + I = 1

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
 And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
 Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.
 That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. 
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident."


"Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it."

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
 I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me.
 I love you for the part of me that you bring out.


To love one child and to love all children, whether living or dead --somewhere these two loves come together. To love a no-good but humble punk and to love an
 honest man who believes himself to be an honest man --somewhere these, too, come together.

Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, 
but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all,
 never... never forget it.


What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels.

Love, love, love -- all the wretched cant of it, masking egotism, lust, masochism, fantasy under a mythology of sentimental postures, a welter of self-induced miseries and joys,
 blinding and masking the essential personalities in the frozen gestures of courtship,
 in the kissing and the dating and the desire, the compliments
 and the quarrels which vivify its barrenness.


Love is an expression and assertion of self-esteem, a response to one's own values in the person of another. One gains a profoundly personal, 
selfish joy from the mere existence of the person one loves. 
It is one's own personal, selfish happiness that one seeks, earns, and derives from love.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet,
 a choking gall and a preserving sweet.


"The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain signing to it...you and you alone make me feel that I am alive...
Other men, it is said, have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough."

 "The most wonderful of all things in life is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a growing depth, beauty and joy as the years increase. 
This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing;
 it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. 
It is a sort of divine accident, and the most wonderful of all things in life."


"Love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love 
will produce love in the loved person.
 Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love."

"True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart."


"So dear I love him that with him,
All deaths I could endure.
Without him, live no life."
syaiful hakim..


Rinduku, untukmu.
Seperti titik-titik hujan, yang jatuh menetes di depan jendela kamarku, tanpa mengenal musim, juga waktu.
Tiap kehadirannya, bangkitkan gigil tubuhku. Lalu, yang kubutuhkan hanya satu. Pelukan yang hangat, untuk hilangkan gigilku.
Ya.
Pelukan itu kamu.”

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