Despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, I have not been able to answer... the great question that has never been answered: what does a woman want?

Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.

Nothing can be loved or hated unless it is first understood.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we have learned here. The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and the acceptance of love back into our hearts.

Women are still in emotional bondage as long as we need to worry that we might have to make a choice between being heard and being loved.

Eternity is in love with the productions of time.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

As I grow to understand life less and less,

All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.

You must remember to love people and use things, rather than to love things and use people.

Love would never leave us alone.

A woman is the only thing I am afraid of that I know will not hurt me.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

In real life, love has to be possible. Even if it is not returned right away, love can only survive when the hope exists that you will be able to win over the person you desire.

Perfect love is the most beautiful of all frustrations because it is more than one can express.

Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.

It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.

There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

Genuine love is volitional rather than emotional.