Somehow, married or single, we'd rather anesthetize ourselves with love substitutes than go for the real thing, because let's face it: The real thing is pretty scary.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.
Real love is the love that sometimes arises after sensual pleasure: if it does, it is immortal; the other kind inevitably goes stale, for it lies in mere fantasy.
Love is a mess, at best, and I figure it can be very real in spite of all the things people try to attach to it.
Fear is real, but so is love.
Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists.
Sometimes we fall in love with the idea of a person and have trouble seeing the real thing.
A relationship with an imaginary woman is preferable to a relationship with a real one.
A lot of people seem to want to make the institution of marriage substitute for a real relationship.
Love - at least the pair-bonded, prescribed love - does not conquer all.
I'm afraid love may not exist the way I want it to.
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