Fate is a misconseption, it's only a cover-up for the fact you don't have control over your own life.
Love is knowing someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly be who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise. They are someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When you're two balloons, and together your direction is up, chances are you’ve found the right person. Love is being with someone who makes life come to life.
The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person. Love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of. Love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.
Love is just another word until someone comes along and gives it meaning. You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel. You can spend your whole life running and running, trying to be something that has never really been you. And all you've done is go farther and farther away from what was really home. Don't love someone because they love you - love them because you do.
You can't make someone love you, no more than you can make yourself love someone. It is what it is.
If you have love in your life it can make up for a great many things you lack. If you don't have it, no matter what else there is, it's not enough. No about of excuses, alcohol, lies, etc can change that. Tell me the type of person who loves you, and I'll show you the type of person you are. Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing. It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.
Your body needs to be held and to hold, to be touched and to touch. None of these needs is to be despised, denied, or repressed. But you have to keep searching for your body's deeper need, the need for genuine love. Every time you are able to go beyond the world's superficial lables for love, you are bringing your body home.
Love does not die easily. It is a living thing. It thrives in the face of all of life's hazards, except one -- neglect. In romantic love you want the other person. In real love you want the other person's good. Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.