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your life; nor are you going to interfere in my life; we will live as two friends together; sharing our joys; sharing our freedom—but not being a burden on each other。 And any moment we feel that the spring has passed; the honeymoon is over; we will be sincere enough not to go on pretending; but to say to each other that we loved much—and we will remain grateful to each other forever; and the days of love will haunt us in our memories; in our dreams; as golden—but the spring is over。 Our paths have e to a point; where although it is sad; we have to part; because now; living together is not a sign of love。 If I love you; I will leave you the moment I see my love has bee a misery to you。 If you love me; you will leave me the moment you see that your love is creating an imprisonment for me。”
Love is the highest value in life: It should not be reduced to stupid rituals。 And love and freedom go together—you cannot choose one and leave the other。 A man who knows freedom is full of love; and a man who knows love is always willing to give freedom。 If you cannot give freedom to the person you love; to whom can you give freedom? Giving freedom is nothing but trusting。 Freedom is an expression of love。
So whether you are married or not; remember; all marriages are fake—just social conveniences。 Their purpose is not to imprison you and bind you to each other; their purpose is to help you to grow with each other。 But growth needs freedom; and in the past; all the cultures ha