
How do you know that you are in love?
This remains to be my question to you, readers! What are the things that are being done or said to make u feel that you have fallen for someone?
I still remember when i was in collage about seven years ago, I studied a novel called Adam Bede which was written by George Eliot. I can never forget some lines that I Have read in this novel: the writer was trying to explain how people do fall in love more than once as well as explaining what are the signs of this love!
Let's read these tender lines together then you may kindly share your own notion about falling in love.
"That is a simple scene, reader. But it is almost certain that you, too, have been in love--perhaps, even, more than once, though you may not choose to say so to all your feminine friends. If so, you will no more think the slight words, the timid looks, the tremulous touches, by which two human souls approach each other gradually, like two little quivering rain-streams, before they mingle into one--you will no more think these things trivial than you will think the first-detected signs of coming spring trivial, though they be but a faint indescribable something in the air and in the song of the birds, and the tiniest perceptible budding on the hedge-row branches. Those slight words and looks and touches are part of the soul's language; and the finest language, I believe, is chiefly made up of unimposing words, such as "light," "sound," "stars,""music"--words really not worth looking at, or hearing, in themselves, any more than "chips" or "sawdust." It is only that they happen to be the signs of something unspeakably great and beautiful. I am of opinion that love is a great and beautiful thing too, and if you agree with me, the smallest signs of it will not be chips and sawdust to you: they will rather be like those little words, "light" and "music," stirring the long-winding fibres of your memory and enriching your present with your most precious past."
George Elliot's Adam Bede, Chapter L
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Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.
Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?
We don't believe in rheumatism and true love until after the first attack.
love is the most powerful feeling in our all world
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