a65: Love is like quicksilver in the hand.
Leave the fingers open and it stays.
Clutch it, and it darts away.
- Dorothy Parker.
a66: Love is like a flower: Once you pick it, it slowly dies
- Unknown.
a67: Love is an ocean of emotions, entirely surrounded by expenses.
- Thomas Dewar.
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