(from Captain Corelli's Mandolin)
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.
Why Marriage? by Dena Acolatse
Because to the depths of me, I long to love one person, with
all my heart, my soul, my mind, my body.
Because I need a forever friend to trust with the intimacies
of me, who won’t hold them against me, who loves me when I’m unlikable, who
sees the small child in me, and who looks for the divine potential of me.
Because I need to cuddle in the warmth of the night with
someone who thanks God for me, with someone I feel blessed to hold. Because
marriage means opportunity to grow in love, in friendship. Because marriage is
a discipline to be added to a list of achievements.
Because marriages do not fail, people fail when they enter
into marriage expecting another to make them whole. Because, knowing this, I
promise myself to take full responsibility for my spiritual, mental, and
I create me, I take half of the responsibility for my
marriage. Together we create our marriage, because with this understanding the
possibilities are limitless.
(from Les Miserables by Victor Hugo)
You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness. We pardon to the extent that we love. Love is knowing that even when you are alone, you will never be lonely again. And great happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved. Loved for ourselves. And even loved in spite of ourselves.
On Marriage by Kahlil Gibran
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. But let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, and the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.
We're All a Little Weird by Dr. Seuss
We are all a little weird, and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
Maybe (Author unknown)
Maybe…We are supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.
Maybe…it is true that we don’t know what we have got until we lose it, but it is also true that we don’t know what we have been missing until it arrives.
Maybe…the happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.
Maybe…the best kind of love is the kind you can sit on a sofa together and never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you’ve ever had.
Maybe…you shouldn’t go for looks; they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.
Maybe…you should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, andenough hope to make you happy.
Maybe… Love is not about finding the perfect person, it’s about learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
If There's Empty Spaces in Your Heart by Ernest Hemingway
If there’s empty spaces in your heart, they’ll make you think it’s wrong,
Like having empty spaces, means you never can be strong,
But I’ve learned that all these spaces, means there’s room enough to grow,
And the people that once filled them, were always meant to be let go,
And all these empty spaces, create a strange sort of pull,
That attract so many people, you wouldn’t meet if they were full,
So if you’re made of empty spaces, don’t ever think it’s wrong,
Because maybe they’re just empty, until the right person comes along.
Falling In Love is Like Owning a Dog, by Taylor Mali
First of all, it’s a big responsibility, especially in a city like New York [change as appropriate]. So think long and hard before deciding on love. On the other hand, love gives you a sense of security: when you’re walking down the street late at night and you have a leash on love ain’t no one going to mess with you. Because crooks and muggers think love is unpredictable. Who knows what love could do in its own defense?
On cold winter nights, love is warm. It lies between you and lives and breathes and makes funny noises. Love wakes you up all hours of the
night with its needs. It needs to be fed so it will grow and stay healthy. Love doesn’t like being left alone for long. But come home and love is always happy to see you. It may break a few things accidentally in its passion for life, but you can never be mad at love for long. Is love good all the time? No! No! Love can be bad. Bad, love, bad! Very bad love.
Love makes messes. Love leaves you little surprises here and there. Love needs lots of cleaning up after. Sometimes you just want to get
love fixed. Sometimes you want to roll up a piece of newspaper and swat love on the nose, not so much to cause pain, just to let love know: Don’t you ever do that again!
Sometimes love just wants to go for a nice long walk, because love loves exercise. It runs you around the block and leaves you panting. It pulls you in several different directions at once, or winds around and around you until you’re all wound up and can’t move. But love makes you meet people wherever you go. People who have nothing in common but love stop and talk to each other on the street.
Throw things away and love will bring them back, again, and again, and again. But most of all, love needs love, lots of it. And in return, love loves you and never stops.
Apache Marriage Blessing
Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the other.
Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there will be no loneliness, for each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two persons, but there is only one life before you.
May beauty surround you both in the journey ahead and through all the years.
May happiness be your companion to the place where the river meets the sun.
And may your days be good and long upon the earth.