I have a personal ambition to live my life honestly and honor the true love that I've had and also the people I've had around me.
True love is not a strong, fiery, impetuous passion. It is, on the contrary, an element calm and deep. It looks beyond mere externals, and is attracted by qualities alone. It is wise and discriminating, and its devotion is real and abiding.
Maybe true love isn't out there for me, but I can sublimate my loneliness with the notion that true love is out there for someone.
Love consists in giving without getting in return; in giving what is not owed, what is not due the other. That's why true love is never based, as associations for utility or pleasure are, on a fair exchange.
You're not looking for perfection in your partner. Perfection is all about the ego. With soulmate love, you know that true love is what happens when disappointment sets in - and you're willing to deal maturely with these disappointments.
I always believed 'The Fly' to be a classic opera story. It's a tale of love and death, true love surviving in the face of physical decay and ultimate sacrifice.
True love does not only encompass the things that make you feel good, it also holds you to a standard of accountability.
True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.
I love true love, and I'm a woman who wants to be married for a lifetime. That traditional life is something that I want.
I never take any commitment lightly, and I certainly don't take my wife lightly. I never did and I never will. That's permanent. That's true love.
It can only be true love when you enable your other half to be better, to be the person they're destined to be.
For true love is inexhaustible; the more you give, the more you have. And if you go to draw at the true fountainhead, the more water you draw, the more abundant is its flow.