05/02/2023
Love arises from love; when I want to be loved, I am the first to love. (Gryhoriy Skovoroda)
A rose is like love, it can hurt if you don't know how to take it. (Lina Kostenko)
Love does not depend on our will, comes without our merit, disappears without our fault. (Ivan Franko)
Love is the cry of the blood, it is the thoughtless, invincible hunger of the body, it is the command of eternity, which does not allow itself to be resisted. Love consumes itself like fire, and when it is satisfied, it leaves behind dull, gray ashes. (Volodymyr Vynnychenko)
