“To love, we must remove our armor, exposing our heart.
For love cannot be had without the risk of being wounded.”

“Sometimes we love others how we should love ourselves…”

“Love is when two people feel the same way about each other and none of them have any recollection of how is started. Of how it began. Love is two people knowing how much they care. Without having to remind each other constantly. Without making each other feel left out. Love is when two people just know. When they understand each other without the use of words. When they speak their own language and no one else seems to get it but them. Love is two people who stay. Who form a bond as they go on. Who can't seem to make sense of their own lives without each other. Love is kind. Two people being patient with each other. Two people giving one another time. Their own time. Every precious moment that could be spent doing something else. Love is two people growing together. Giving each other guidance. Giving each other the kind of spark that sets their souls on fire. Love is showing it. That you care. That you appreciate. That you are willing to sacrifice anything to make the relationship work. Love is two people. Two hearts. Two souls. Two bodies. Fusing. Together. Feeling what the other feels. Knowing what the other knows. And never doubting any of it. Always pushing for greatness. Together. Always seeking a little more.”

“When we risk nothing, we risk everything. Everything we intended to do. Everything we came here to be.”

“We hurt people that love us, love people that hurt us.”

“And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.”

“Love means the art of being with others. Meditation means the art of being with yourself. They are two aspects of the same coin.”

“Love is a choice. It's not only a feeling.
It's not ecstatic fireworks or fluttery butterflies.
Love may start there but real love is a choice that we make every single day.
It's an intention and an action.”

“To love someone long-term is to attend a thousand funerals of the people they used to be. The people they're too exhausted to be any longer. The people they grew out of, the people they never ended up growing into. We so badly want the people we love to get their spark back when it burns out, to become speedily found when they are lost. But it is not our job to hold anyone accountable to the people they used to be. It is our job to travel with them between each version and to honour what emerges along the way. Sometimes it will be an even more luminescent flame. Sometimes it will be a flicker that temporarily floods the room with a perfect and necessary darkness.”

“Love is a feeling we can experience but never explain.”