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Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence. (Alger William R.)
Love is not blind -- it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less. (Alger William R.)
Let the first impulse pass, wait for the second. (Alger William R.)
God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, I love you. (Alger William R.)
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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. (Alger William R.)
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come. (Alger William R.)
Love is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on you with a miniature machine gun. (Alger William R.)
Only the words of love kept alive are worthy of not being wasted (Alger William R.)
People need loving the most when they deserve it the least. (Alger William R.)
The story of a love is not important -- what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity. (Alger William R.)
The truth is that there is only one terminal dignity -- love. And the story of a love is not important -- what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity. (Alger William R.)
Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives. (Alger William R.)
The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves. We cannot force love. (Alger William R.)
One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well --but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself? (Alger William R.)
Love and a cough cannot be hid. (Alger William R.)
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. (Alger William R.)
Madame, it is an old word and each one takes it new and wears it out himself. It is a word that fills with meaning as a bladder with air and the meaning goes out of it as quickly. It may be punctured as a bladder is punctured and patched and blown up again and if you have not had it does not exist for you. All people talk of it, but those who have had it are marked by it, and I would not wish to speak of it further since of all things it is the most ridiculous to talk of and only fools go through it many times. (Alger William R.)
Only the really plain people know about love --the very fascinating ones try so hard to create an impression that they very soon exhaust their talents. (Alger William R.)
Those that embrace the entire universe with love, for the most part love nothing, but their narrow selves. (Alger William R.)
Love is stronger than violence. (Alger William R.)
Love is only the game that is not called on account of darkness. (Alger William R.)
Love is a conflict between reflexes and reflections. (Alger William R.)
The choicest thing this world has for a man is affection. (Alger William R.)
Love is the master key which opens the gates of happiness. (Alger William R.)
Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. (Alger William R.)
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