Love is not just looking at each other, it's looking in the

Love is not just looking at each other, it's looking in the same direction.

📖 Antoine de Saint-Exupery

🌍 French | 👨‍💼 Writer

🎂 June 29, 1900 – ⚰️ July 31, 1944

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Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's quote suggests that love encompasses a shared vision and mutual goals rather than merely focusing on one another physically. Genuine love involves partners aligning their aspirations and values, creating a sense of unity that goes beyond superficial attraction. This deeper connection can foster a strong bond as both individuals support each other's dreams and navigate life's challenges together.

In essence, love is about partnership, where both people work...

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