My Love Life Essay

The breaking point of Scobie starting to feel overly compassionate about Louise seems to be the death of their daughter Catherine; ever since, he is not able to love anybody else, only through pity. It is very likely that he once truly loved Louise but throughout the book, his only feeling towards her is “pity love,” a term used by Greene himself, and the exceptional feeling of responsibility for her happiness. “Louise said, ‘I’ve known it for years. You don’t love me.’ … ‘That’s your conscience,’ she said, ‘your sense of duty. You’ve never loved anyone since Catherine died’” (Greene 57). At one point in the novel, he is feeling truly at peace when he believes to have made given Louise what she wanted – to leave. “I’ve prayed for peace and

The journey that Richard and Mildred Loving took is important for history and for the future of civil rights in the United States. I recently watched the documentary The Loving Story and enjoyed the footage, pictures, and interviews of everyone involved in the Loving v. Virginia case. The documentary addressed the issue of interracial marriage in Virginia in 1967.

I hate getting flashbacks of things I don’t want to remember. How did I go from that happy little 5 year old, always laughing and always smiling to … this? I was as curious as cat and wanting to explore with the people I cared about. They say ‘curiosity killed the cat’, I believe depression did. I have transformed from a caterpillar not in to a butterfly but a moth. A person that feels no other emotion but sadness and every single day is a struggle. I feel sad for no reason, not just for an hour or afternoon, but all the time. And I can’t help it. Not all wounds are visible. Walking through my mind is like walking through a ghost town, abandoned, lost, empty and

My name is Callie Moreau. I was 14 when my father was pronounced dead. His body was not identifiable but he had his wallet on him, or something like that. My mother recovered from the accident quicker than I had expected. She eloped with a rich man by the name of Jonathan Leroux. Believe it or not, she did not tell me she

While students were watching videos in spanish class, a front desk helper came to fetch me. I felt a strong darkness running through my heart as I began to walk. The front desk advisor quickly said, “I am sorry for your loss”, then softly rubbed my shoulder as I weakly walked to my car, headed for home. A few years later my memories start to fade, and all I can recall are the happy parts of being with my father.

Love has many different meanings to different people. For a child, love is what he or she feels for his mommy and daddy. To teenage boy, love is what he should feel for his girlfriend of the moment, only because she says she loves him. But as we get older and "wiser," love becomes more and more confusing. Along with poets and philosophers, people have been trying to answer that age-old question for centuries: What is love?

Love is difficult to define, difficult to measure, and difficult to understand. Love is what great writers write about, great singers sing about, and great philosophers ponder. Love is a powerful emotion, for which there is no wrong definition, for it suits each and every person differently. Whether love is between family, friends, or lovers, it is an overwhelming emotion that can be experienced in many different ways.

I met her two years ago and we did not have much to say at that time. Little did I know that she would later steal my heart and become an intimate part of my life. As the saying goes "there is someone for anyone at any time in this life" and I was about to find out that this saying was so true. I have had a wall built around me and my defense was as a stronghold to protect myself from all the relationships that have come and gone over the years. I thought that I was meant to be alone in this old life and happiness was forever gone from me. This wonderful woman I am speaking of is Mary Doe, and the joy she has given me has revived my hope and faith that I may have finally found love and peace within. She has made me feel like I am a child

hat being gay is a choice, as he says “The right-wing conservatives think it's a decision, and you can be cured with some treatment and religion. Man-made rewiring of a pre-disposition.” This is explaining how some religious conservatives hold the view that homosexuality is a decision, and some even believe that homosexuality is a disease with specific treatment options. This part of the song saddens me, much like the rest, as not only do gay people have to go through the struggle of accepting themselves, but after they accept themselves people doubt that it is truly who they are, and even blame it on a disease. Towards the end of the song, we can see progress has been made with identity and acceptance, as the chorus says “I can’t change,

I’m Angelique, 15 years old, filipina. Everyone knows that about me and then they make their single story about me. I’m a shy girl to some and really weird and outgoing to others. No one really knows what I’m like or who I truly am. In this essay I will be revealing myself to all of you, whoever you are.

The sun’s light rays shined down on the earth outside, growing warmer as it rose above in the sky. Inside Layton’s chambers, where it was dark and cool, he lay working himself to sleep, gorging on the now free pouring life from the girl frail between his arms. He was starving by the time he left Ava, but he didn’t realize until now it wasn’t for blood. He didn’t understand what exactly as he tightened his grip around the flesh, the need constricting his breathing and scorching through his veins through to his heart, his eyes, where it all burned.

Ranging between soothing lullabies and loud, rhapsodic thrillers, music is diverse. The ends of the spectrum typically never meet because they don’t mix well. Love, however, is like a symphony: constantly rising and falling, exquisitely unpredictable, but beautiful and unique, nonetheless. It's dissonant, yet still comes together to create something otherworldly. It’s rare to witness a love that makes one feel infinite. It’s even rarer to have this love last. When people are young, they are more likely to have small tastes of this love and are eager to pursue it in the future. I have been lucky enough to experience this symphony, and it really has changed my life.

Not here though. Some time ago, these walls had witnessed love, romance, and passion, they indulged in it, breathing in the essence of love, to expel it upon the next occupants, to inspire them to continue the tradition.

I sat on the stone cold bench near the fountain with my eyes fixated on the water that gushed forth from its four spouts, though I was not focused on it. I was there for what felt like hours, though the watch wrapped around my wrist said otherwise. My stomach was in knots and my depths of my chest were churning. It had been two days since this turmoil had begun, yet my heart said it began decades ago.

Love is an abundant emotion that has different degrees. There is familial love, friendly love, unconditional love, and of course romantic love. Romantic love will be the superstar of this article. Romantic love may be around every corner whether between an old couple or a young teenage romance. However, love is not the easiest thing to attain. It is such a simple concept, though a difficult thing to actually have a person’s hands on.