Analyzing Love

I wonder why it seems so important these days to analyze everything. Someone says, "I love you," and we feel we should question what they mean. We want to know what they are really saying and wonder what they are feeling. We spend endless hours dissecting why someone would
say this or do that, putting under a microscope things that would be better simply accepted.

It is certainly true that the more we know about something or someone, the more we can understand them. But we can never know everything about anything and that's alright too. There is a certain magic in that fact that even after a lifetime of relating the deepest feelings, thoughts and actions may remain incomprehensible.

What we need to know about loving is no great mystery. We all know what constitutes loving behavior; we need but act upon it, not continually question it. Over-analysis often confuses
the issue and in the end brings us no closer to insight. We sometimes become too busy classifying, separating, and examining, to remember that love is easy. It's we who make
it complicated.

Leo Buscaglia (Born For Love)

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A man lives by believing something, not by
debating and arguing about many things.
Thomas Carlyle

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They may forget what you said, but they will never
forget how you made them feel.
Carl W. Buechner

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The best index to people's character is
(a) how they treat people who can't do
them any good, and (b) how they treat
people who can't fight back.
Abigail Van Buren

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People are far more interesting and successful
when they are less concerned about being normal,
and more concerned on being natural.
Michael Nolan

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The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or even touched.
They must be felt with the heart.
Helen Keller

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Love is the only way to grasp another
human being in the innermost core of
his personality.
Victor Frankel

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The Beauty of Love

The question is asked, "Is there anything more beautiful
in life than a boy and a girl clasping clean hands and pure
hearts in the path of marriage? Can there be anything more
beautiful than young love?"

And the answer is given. "Yes, there is a more beautiful
thing. It is the spectacle of an old man and an old woman
finishing their journey together on that path.

Their hands are gnarled, but still clasped; their faces are
seamed, but still radiant; their hearts are physically bowed
and tired, but still strong with love and devotion for one
another. Yes, there is a more beautiful thing than young love."

"Old love."