Whoever thought this bitterette could sound so annoyingly sappy?
my apple story
once upon a time, a quiet little apple at the top of the apple tree accidentally broke from its branch and landed on the ground. a guy who had recently had his fill of another apple noticed it on the ground, picked it up, and took a bite. but he didn't like the taste of it, so he threw it onto a nearby roof, out of sight and out of reach. so that apple sat up there on that roof for a while. occasionally some guys would notice it, attempt to reach for it, but never tried hard enough, or didn't have the technique to reach it, or would be distracted by the other apples that were more easily within reach. finally, one day, a guy came along, who hadn't been apple-picking in a while. he noticed that lonely apple on the roof, and thought, what a waste of fruit, I should get that apple. so he went and got a ladder, climbed up, and claimed that half-eaten apple on the roof. and what a delicious apple it turned out to be.
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket—safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
- C.S. Lewis
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; it is not self-seeking, nor easily angered. It keeps no record of wrongdoing. It does not delight in evil, but rejoices in the truth. It always protects, trusts, hopes, and preserves. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, hope, and endurance. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.
- 1 Corinthians 13:4-8
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
- Bruce Lee
Love is everything it's cracked up to be... It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.
- Erica Jong
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.
- from Captain Corelli's Mandolin
What's love?
I think this is.
I think I'm going to say it..... I love you.
082006: falled in love.
092506: You're so stupid. And I'm so in love with you.
101506:
damn it....even when you keep running away i want to chase after you
even when you don't believe in love i'll love you
112006: I seriously never thought I could smile this much just from staring at a person.
Finally, all that previously-labeled "romantic crap" I see on tv and in movies is starting to make sense.
011507: Love is when you want the other person to be happy more than you want happiness for yourself.
I think you broke down the wall.
Love is cuddling with your tt even when he smells.
Love is playing with his hair even when it's oily and gets your fingers all oily.
Love is not giving up.
Love is being there for all the ups and downs, no matter how high or how low.
Love is letting him smudge up your glasses with his oily face and not minding having to wipe them clear every time.
Love is him refusing to let you break up with him. Because you need him.
Love is no such thing as a last kiss.
Love is so much sap you could fill a ten-gallon bucket.
Love is sticking with her and not being disgusted, even at her grossest, most repulsive moment.
Love is touching his boogers. EW.
Finn: I know you think you're scary and damaged—
Meredith: Dark and twisty.
Finn: It makes you feel like you don't deserve good things. But you do.
J.D. [from Scrubs, about coffee]: Dude I'd be a mess if I had to give up my joe.
yeah..... me too.
Funny how the pictures are now more involved with food.
Colbie Caillat - Bubbly | Pat Monahan - Her Eyes | Landon Pigg - Coffee Shop | Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat - Lucky