The things that we love tell us what we are.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
We love things we love what they are.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
We love in others what we lack in ourselves, and would be everything, but what we are.
We are what we love.
We define ourselves, in part, by the discriminations we make. The value of what we love is enriched by our understanding of what we dislike.
What we do belongs to what we are; and what we are is what becomes of us.
We are not what we are, nor do we treat or esteem each other for such, but for what we are capable of being.
Our lives teach us who we are.
I love everything that's beautiful. A lot of things.
Anything that we think is incredible and beautiful and wonderful, we ascribe to something that we don't know what it is.