“And I go home having lost her love.
And write this book.”
– Jack Kerouac
“And I go home having lost her love.
And write this book.”
– Jack Kerouac
“We lose ourselves in things we love. We find ourselves there, too.”
– Kristin Martz
The language of love is infinite: infinite words that reflect infinite feelings. Here’s a word that has no direct translation in English, from Portuguese and Galician:
saudade: (noun) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; “the love that remains”.
I don’t need an English word.
My love remains.
Will Hard, Publisher, Attempted Love
“You must hold the people you love with open palms, so they are free to fly away from you, and in time, if it’s right, they will come back.”
– Evan Sanders, The Better Man Project
“Sometimes you put up walls not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.”
– Socrates
“Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.”
– Pablo Neruda
“Try to understand men. If you understand each other you will be kind to each other. Knowing a man well never leads to hate and almost always leads to love.”
– John Steinbeck