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What lies lurk in kisses.
I have a secret love of jazz.
The secret to humor is surprise.
Love is easy, and I love writing.
At the heart of all things is love.
When I get married, it'll be no secret.
There is no limit to the power of loving.
The secret of getting things done is to act!
The secret to film is that it's an illusion.
It's no secret that I love the Ultimate line.
There is only one secret. To love what you are doing.
We are never so defensless against suffering as when we love.
There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.
In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.
My love for you was bulletproof but you're the one who shot me.
Music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of the soul
You protect your being when you love yourself better. That's the secret.
Coaching secrets? I don't think I got any. The main "secret" - love for chess.
Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can - that is their secret.
The secret of ugliness consists not in irregularity, but in being uninteresting.
Now, if you want to know my secret love, it is to be able to serve as an example.
It's no secret that I love to talk, but the real secret is I love to listen, too.
Never tell a secret to a bride or a groom; wait until they have been married longer.
The first time you marry for love, the second for money, and the third for companionship.
Children love secret club houses. They love secrecy even when there's no need for secrecy
It was as though applied mathematics was my spouse, and pure mathematics was my secret lover.
A man finds love and is satisfied. A woman finds love and insists on turning it into happiness.
Like other secret lovers, many speak mockingly about popular culture to conceal their passion for it.
Beauty is a manifestation of secret natural laws, which otherwise would have been hidden from us forever.
Immense power is acquired by assuring yourself in your secret reveries that you were born to control affairs.
Love is the terrible secret people are suspected of unless they're married, then one always suspects they don't.
People who are in power make their arrangements in secret, largely as a way of maintaining and furthering that power.
I think, a secret love is something none of your friends would understand. And it's like a fairy tale, but more serious.
Our heart glows, and secret unrest gnaws at the root of our being. Dealing with the unconscious has become a question of life for us.
The secret of success is to find a need and fill it, to find a hurt and heal it, to find somebody with a problem and offer to help solve it.
But my deepest and most secret love belongs to the fair-haired and the blue-eyed, the bright children of life, the happy, the charming and the ordinary.
Silence is full of the unspoken, of deeds undone, of confessions to secret love, and of wonders not expressed. Our truth is hidden in our silence, Yours and I.
Only when every one of us and every nation learns the secret of love for all mankind will the world become a great orchestra, following the beat of the Greatest Conductor of all.
What is it about a secret love that makes everything they do shine, everything they say sound like a sonnet and every expression they make perfect, when to everyone else you speak to they're quite ordinary. It's a cruel sort of thing.
We all have secrets we keep locked away from the rest of the world. Friendship we pretend. Relationships we hide. But worst of all is the love we never let show; the most dangerous secret a person can bury are those we keep for ourselves.
A great poet has seldom sung of lawfully wedded happiness, but of free and secret love; and in this respect, too the time is coming when there will no longer be one standard of morality for poetry and another for life. To anyone tender of conscience, the ties formed by a free connection are stronger than the legal ones.
It does good to no woman to be flattered [by a man] who does not intend to marry her; and it is madness in all women to let a secret love kindle within them, which, if unreturned and unknown, must devour the life that feeds it; and, if discovered and responded to, must lead, ignis-fatuus-like, into miry wilds whence there is no extrication.
Why do we focus so intensely on our problems? What draws us to them? Why are they so attractive? They have the magnet power of love: somehow we desire our problems; we are in love with them much as we want to get rid of them . . . Problems sustain us -- maybe that's why they don't go away. What would a life be without them? Completely tranquilized and loveless . . . There is a secret love hiding in each problem