French proverb Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's own self. There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which fails so regularly, as love. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. The love we give away is the only love we keep.
Love is everything it's cracked up to be.
That's why people are so cynical about it. . . . It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more. Erica Jong True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen. To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known.