Anais Nin Quotes
The enemy of a love is never outside, it's not a man or woman, it's what we lack in ourselves.
You don't find love, it finds you. It got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.