Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night; To know the pain of too much tenderness; To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away.
I have learned not to worry about love; but to honor its coming with all my heart.
Translated by nguyenquangy - 2011
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