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fatrockstarI found a newspaper clipping in an old scrapbook of my grandmother's. She had this collage of quotes she had taken from magazines and newspapers in a scrapbook with photos of her friends. I imagine she must have been 16 or 17 when she compiled it -- the year was 1941. Among the quotes was this little gem:
"Anyone who says they have been in love more than once, hasn't really ever been in love."
This made sense to me. Some (if not many) would disagree I'm sure, but to me it suggests that one's definition of love changes as they change themselves. Evolution, experience, acceptance, and reflection has a lot to do with that. Of all the relationships I have had where I've said "I love you" on a regular basis I can't look back on a single one of them and say it was True Love. I'm sure I loved them, but it wasn't what I feel now for my husband, even on our best day.
There I go, waxing philosophic again. That's what I get for reading friends of friends lists.
"Anyone who says they have been in love more than once, hasn't really ever been in love."
This made sense to me. Some (if not many) would disagree I'm sure, but to me it suggests that one's definition of love changes as they change themselves. Evolution, experience, acceptance, and reflection has a lot to do with that. Of all the relationships I have had where I've said "I love you" on a regular basis I can't look back on a single one of them and say it was True Love. I'm sure I loved them, but it wasn't what I feel now for my husband, even on our best day.
There I go, waxing philosophic again. That's what I get for reading friends of friends lists.
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28/4/05 14:42 (UTC)Awe. I like that. I agree with you. (and your Grandma)