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Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them.

Love is a promise; love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

A broken heart is just the growing pains necessary so that you can love more completely when the real thing comes along.

We loved with a love that was more than love.

Tình yêu đối với những người bình thường chỉ là một trò đùa, nhưng với những người sáng suốt, nó là một trò chơi nguy hiểm.

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.

The heart was made to be broken.

Some people are going to leave, but that’s not the end of your story. That’s the end of their part in your story.

Love doesn’t make the world go round; love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

Tears are words that need to be written.

To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love.

The best way to mend a broken heart is time and girlfriends.

Love is like the wind, you can’t see it but you can feel it.

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.

Sadness flies away on the wings of time.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Love is like a flower, it needs time to grow and develop.

The saddest thing in the world is loving someone who used to love you.

It’s hard to trust when all you have from the past is evidence why you shouldn’t.

Love is a decision, not an emotion or feeling, that if made from the heart will outlast anything.

Love is like a puzzle. When you’re in love, all the pieces fit but when your heart gets broken, it takes a while to get everything back together.

One day you will kiss someone and know those are the lips you want to kiss for the rest of your life.

Love isn’t always perfect. It isn’t a fairy tale or a storybook. And it doesn’t always come easy. Love is overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on and never letting go. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, and impossible to live without.

The greatest pain that comes from love is loving someone you can never have.

Tình yêu là một số điện thoại không bao giờ ngắt.

Love is the greatest refreshment in life.

You don’t die from a broken heart.

Sometimes it takes a heartbreak to shake us awake and help us see we are worth so much more than we’re settling for.

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.

Love is not a feeling of happiness. Love is a willingness to sacrifice.

A relationship without trust is like a car without gas, you can stay in it all you want, but it won’t go anywhere.

Love is never easy, but it’s always worth it.

Love is a journey, and you’re sitting there with your map, compass and gourmet snack, wondering if you’re on the right path.

Love is never wrong.

The hardest thing you can do is smile when you are crying on the inside.

I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want… a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.

Love is not what you say. Love is what you do.

Love is painful, because it creates the way for joy, for bliss and for compassion. Love is painful, because it transforms you. Love is growth.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.