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Valerio
climber
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"a single force, the love, combines infinite worlds and makes them alive"
from Giordano Bruno
Val
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Sierra Ledge Rat
Mountain climber
Old and Broken Down in Appalachia
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No one has said is so I will. Love means....
...YER GONNA DIE!
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Brandon-
climber
The Granite State.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 5, 2013 - 04:08pm PT
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squishy
Mountain climber
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love?
that's easy
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squishy
Mountain climber
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I don't think people really understand or know what love truly is till it pours like a eternal river from parts of your being you never knew you had, love so strong it will drive you insane...my daughter is nothing but love, she's not very good at anything else yet, save for eating and pooping...
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Locker, it makes my heart sing to hear you like this.
I've said it before and I'll say it again and again and again.
I love all you nuts and saints and weekenders and fossils and noobs and tards.
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Largo
Sport climber
The Big Wide Open Face
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Love is a shiny car
Love is a steel guitar
Love is a battle scar
Love is a morning song
Love is a twelve-bar blues
Love is your blue suede shoes
Love is a heart abused
Love is a mind confused
And love is the pleasures I'm told
And for some love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love cross the double line
Love is a mine of gold
Love is a man to hold
Love is a drowning soul
Love is it's own reward
And love is the pleasures I'm told
And for some love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love cross the double line
And love is the pleasures I'm told
And for some love is still a band of gold
My love has no reason, has no rhyme
My love cross the double line
Oh, my love cross the double line
Oh, my love cross the double line
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Leggs
Sport climber
Tucson, AZ
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That's a great song, Largo ... nice choice.
~peace
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Brandon-
climber
The Granite State.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 5, 2013 - 08:35pm PT
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Love is smiling honestly when you face someone who projects hate.
Love is two dogs almost as large as me vying for my attention, with hilarious results.
Love is just being me and accepting the parts of other people that I don't agree with.
Love is acceptance.
Love is beautiful.
Love.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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love is misunderstood hate.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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if it is, please explicate
love is also four letters jammed together
it is also four people jammed together
it is also four people sharing jam together
it is also four people helping one another out of the jams in which they find themselves
it is a family of four but it can be any number you can tolerate
Tip-toe through the cacti, with me...
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Brandon-
climber
The Granite State.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 5, 2013 - 09:25pm PT
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We say that love comes from the heart, but the heart is just an organ.
What are the origins of that statement?
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ms55401
Trad climber
minneapolis, mn
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I love another man's wife for about 20 minutes one day, then love still another man's wife for an hour or so a few days later
not bragging, as I'm no Wilt Chamberlain. just illustrating the falseness of the proposition.
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10b4me
Ice climber
Wishes-He-Was-In-Arizona
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To define love is to define life
Do we really know the meaning of either?
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Brandon-
climber
The Granite State.
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 5, 2013 - 10:11pm PT
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That's not love, you're confusing physical lust with love.
There is a huge difference, as love doesn't always pertain to the pleasures of the flesh.
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SCseagoat
Trad climber
Santa Cruz
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"Love means never having to say 'you're sorry'"
Sorry, couldn't resist!!!!
Susan
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weezy
climber
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love is a dog from hell.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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"...home is not something you find outside yourself; home is something you carry inside you, and it's made from the memories of the people you love, and the people who have loved you."
--author of Revolver, Marcus Sedgwick
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