We all long to belong. We all need to be connected to something bigger than ourselves . . .
Sex, unfortunately, is used as a shortcut to love.
Sex can be the most intimate and beautiful expression of love, but we are only lying to ourselves when we act as if sex is proof of love . . . We live in a world of users where we abuse each other to dull the pain of our aloneness. We all long for intimacy, and physical contact can appear as intimacy for a moment . . .
Is there any moment that feels more filled with loneliness than the second after having sex with someone who cares nothing about you?
There is no such thing as free sex. It always comes at a cost. With it, either you give your heart, or you give your soul. It seems you can have sex without giving love, but you can’t have sex without giving a part of yourself.
When sex is an act of love, it is a gift. When sex is a substitute for love, it is a trap . . .
Love isn’t about conquest . . . Deep down inside we know we cannot fill the vacuum within our souls by consuming people. We are not only robbing others; we are pillaging our own souls.
Eventually, it hits you: you cannot take love; you have to give it. Love is a gift that cannot be stolen . . .
Love is not about how many people we have used, but about how much we have cherished one person.