To tell the truth,it is difficult to determine in the end really love a person.We have different definitions of love,but this depends on the individual psychological factors next.

"If anything is true,the heart will understand."

Love is a two-way street.Any loving act must be warmly accepted or it will be taken as rejection and can leave a scar.If we are too busy to give and receive love,we are too busy!Nothing is more important than responding with love to the cry for love from those who are near and preci

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon.I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!

I want to know if you can sit with pain,mine or your own,without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you’re telling me is true.I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself;if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day,and if you can source your life from god’s presence.I want to know if you can live with failure,yours and mine,and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,“Yes!”

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.I want to know if you can be alone with yourself,and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

I guess our love lasts because it is comfortable.No,the sky is not bluer:it’s just a familiar hue.We don’t feel particularly young:we’ve experienced too much that has contributed to our growth and wisdom,taking its toll on our bodies,and created our memories.

Treasure,it is necessary to me to treasure.In fact,I know most things should be done.Then told myself,if forgotten,they forget.Forget that,before they can start new.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything t

hey just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

说实在的，真的很难确定到底爱不爱一个人。我们对爱情都有不同的定义，而且，这还要看下一个人的心理因素。

“如果任何事情都是认真的，心里也都会明白。”

爱，是一条双行道。对于爱的表示一定要热心地接受，否则对方会以为你拒绝了，从而留下一道伤痕。如果我们忙得连给予和接受爱的时间都没有，那未免也忙得太过分了！对于那些在我们身边，对我们弥足珍贵的人，用爱去回应他们爱的渴望，这最重要不过了！

你的年龄我不感兴趣。是什么磨圆了你的棱角我不感兴趣。我想知道的是你是否触碰过自己受伤的心，是否因为生活辜负过你而变得豁达，还是因为害怕遭受更多的痛苦而变得无助、紧闭心扉。

我想知道你是否能痛苦着我的痛苦而不是避开它，躲着它。

你说的是真是假我不感兴趣。我想知道的是你是否为了忠实于自己而敢于令他人失望，是否敢于承担背叛的骂名而不愿违背良心，是否能做到诚实可靠从而值得信赖。

我想知道你是否能领略美，是否因为生命的存在而追溯生命的起源，我想知道你是否愿意接受你我的失败并仍然敢于站在湖边，对着银色的满月大声回答“是”。

你栖身何处、有多少金钱我不感兴趣。我想知道的是一夜伤心和绝望、一身疲惫和伤痕之后，你是否照样起床，履行应尽的义务。

我觉得我们的爱之所以能延续是因为它很温馨。当然，我的天空并没有变得更蓝：它还是我熟悉的色彩。我们也不特别地感到年轻：我们经历得太多了。这让我们成熟，带来智慧，也在我们的身体上刻下印记，让我们切身感受到痛苦，也创造了我们共同的回忆。

懂得珍惜，就是要我去珍惜。其实我知道自己最应该做得事情。于是告诉自己，若忘记，就忘记。忘记了，新的才会开始。

幸福之人并非拥有一切，只是在尽力享受生活的赐予。