Robert A Heinlein

Once upon a time there was a Martian named Valentine Michael Smith.

You don’t need to justify your love, you don’t need to explain your love, you just need to practice your love. Practice creates the master.

Whoso loves, believes the impossible.

Who, being loved, is poor?

I never thought love could be so deep, so wide, so open, so full, so elevating! Such a teacher! Thank you for teaching me, growing me, deepening me!!

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty thru good times and bad. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. Love is content with the present; it hopes for the future and it doesn’t brood over the past. It is the day-in and out chronicles of irritations, problems, compromises, small disappointments, big victories and common goals. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things that you lack. If you don’t have it, no matter what else is there, it isn’t enough.

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

I knew from that first moment we met. It was not love at first sight exactly, but – familiarity. Like oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you. Game over.

Sorry that I can’t believe that anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me.

The perfect love affair is one which is conducted entirely by post.

I’m a different man now. I’m still a romantic, I still believe in love, but when I met Barbara I was looking for it. Now, I don’t know.

True love is finding your soulmate in your best friend.

Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.

Every heart has its own skeletons.

For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.

A happy love needs to be reciprocated.