A Quote by Helen Fisher

There's more than one person on the planet. When you're madly in love, that's not what you think. — © Helen Fisher
There's more than one person on the planet. When you're madly in love, that's not what you think.
We have plenty of technologies we could use to destroy the planet, and we don't. There's more love on this planet than hate; there's more creativity than destructive power.
I don't watch a lot of TV. I am madly in love, I'm a big sap, I'm madly in love with Extreme Makeover Home Edition. I cry every week.
Women are often under the impression that men are much more madly in love with them than they really are.
Why does it seem to be more and more challenging to find a perfect mate or maintain a happy and compatible relationship? Was love always this difficult? Haven't we heard stories of people being truly fulfilled and happy in love? Is love a myth? There are more people on the planet than ever before, and traveling the world has never been easier. Not only that; now we can use technologies like the Internet to connect with others. So what is the problem? Why does it seem to be more complicated than ever to meet the right person and live happily ever after?
I've learned that sometimes love is not enough. You can have a soul mate and be madly in love with that person, but it's not necessarily enough. I think you have to have personalities that mesh well. You have to be the yin to their yang. You also have to be open to figuring things out together and communicating even when it's the last thing you want to do.
By the time I got to 'Silence of the Lambs,' I was madly in love with close-ups because I'm madly in love with actors, and a basic premise of 'Silence of the Lambs' is the story about two people fighting their way into each other's heads.
We human beings are definitely capable of loving more than one person, but it seems to go more smoothly if we don't love more than one person at a time.
I love knowing that I'm not better than any other person on the planet.
She couldn’t picture anyone falling madly in love with such a person as Fish. What a name, Fish...Fish: think cold, slippery, detached. Benedict: think dry scholarly monk from the Dark Ages. Denniston: think English preparatory school, stolid country squire. Nothing about his name sounded the least bit romantic.
I'm very odd 'cause I think there's more than just a materialist planet, a materialist, reductionist planet.
I think of 'crazy' as what happens when we love the other person more than we love ourselves.
I love you. I'm madly in love with you. Well, madly obviously, given I'm mad as a mudlark. But you saved my life. I'd be dead without you. And you're so good to me. And you love me too. How lucky is that? Amazing! Amazingly lucky. I can't live without you. You're my lucky charm." She felt a sudden desire to kill Justin's well-meaning friend.
If I said I was madly in love with you, I'd be lying and what's more, you'd know it.
I recommend limiting one's involvement in other people's lives to a pleasantly scant minimum. This may seem too stoical a position in these madly passionate times, but madly passionate people rarely make good on their madly passionate promises.
If there's a sexier sound on this planet than the person you're in love with cooing over the crepes you made for him, I don't know what it is.
I think there's nothing more painful for anyone than unrequited love. If you've ever had that kind of physical access to someone and then, all of a sudden, that is denied, and yet you're still in love with that person, it's very, very, very painful to be around that person in a certain way.
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