February 09, 2004 - 9:13 p.m.
As i was reading profiles on AIM tonight, i noticed a lot of the "i love you" type of things. Not that this is unusual with profiles of generally high school aged kids. I hardly believe that any of them truly love each other. I would even say that they do not even know what love is. It is not for me to say what love is, because honestly i don't know. Some of these kids i know have been going out for a short period of time. Not saying that one must put a length of time on it, but i think a few months is a too short. Especially for the youngers kids who still hardly know themselves. To me love isn't something htat should be used lightly. so in respect to the up and coming 'holiday' we'll have some quotes about love and i'll go on to say how i think valentines day is a drug store holiday. we shouldn't just have one day a year to tell that someone special how you feel. Most of this sharing of feelings seems to be tottally superficial...
probably do to the commercialism. So around this time of year all the fliers and stores (grocery stores, drug stores,and department stores) fill up with all of this mushy gushy vday i love you always and forever bull shit.
so now for some quotes on love just to go with the topic flow.
Love is the expression of one's values, the greatest reward you can earn for the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtues of another.
—Ayn Rand
Atlas Shrugged, 1957
Love does not consist of gazing at one another, but in looking outward in the same direction.
—Antoine de Saint Exupery
Wind, Sand and Stars, 1939
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
—Alexander Smith
The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing, it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of Divine accident.
—Sir Hugh Walpoe
The ultimate test of a relationship is to disagree but hold hands.
—Alexander Penney
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
—Henry L. Mencken
We don't love qualities; we love a person; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as their qualities.
—Jacques Maritain
Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even 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. To love is to be vulnerable.
—C. S. Lewis
Romantic love is mental illness. But it's a pleasurable one. It's a drug. It distorts reality, and that's the point of it. It would be impossible to fall in love with someone that you really saw.
—Fran Lebowitz
People think love is an emotion. Love is good sense.
—Ken Kesey
No woman ever falls in love with a man unless she has a better opinion of him than he deserves.
—Edgar Watson Howe
Love is the harmony of two souls singing together.
—Gregory J. P. Godek
1001 Ways to be Romantic, 1995
Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of his personality.
—Victor Frankel
The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.
—G. K. Chesterton
Love doesn't grow on the trees like apples in Eden—it's something you have to make. And you must use your imagination to make it too, just like anything else.
—Joyce Cary
You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip.
—Jonathan Carroll
Outside the Dog Museum, 1991
In real love you want the other person's good. In romantic love you want the other person.
—Margaret Anderson
