Love doesn't sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all of the time, made new.
~ Ursula K. LeGuin.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
~ Zora Neale Hurston.
Love never reasons but profusely gives; gives, like a thoughtless prodigal, its all, and trembles lest it has done too little.
~ Hannah More.
Love is an act of endless
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