From the comments

June 23, 2009

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I harken back to something I heard that resonates with me. When we love, we are called to perform in that expression.

I can say “I love you” as many times as I like and have it mean as many different meanings as the number of times I say it. But when I am, willingly and often without forethought, moved to move on another’s behalf, that’s when I know it’s real.

posted by Dave Vogt in advice, from the comments, humans, philosophy, relationships, wisdom | * | 2 comments

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India on June 23rd, 2009 at 8:09 pm

What I Actually Mean When I Say I Love You
Rick Neece on June 23rd, 2009 at 8:16 pm

Oh, India! Perfect!

*this is whispered, you know? “I love you.”*

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