Love is all, it gives all, and it takes all.
The love of heaven makes one heavenly.
You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question.
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
Ultimately love is everything.
Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.
The heart will turn to a prune if love is always by the numbers. How will you know if someone really loves you if they only meet your expectations and not your needs?
Love is a serious mental disease.
If a thing loves, it is infinite.
Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
Never pretend to a love which you don't actually feel, for love is not ours to command.
Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object?
Only one who loves can remember so well.
You can't create experience, you undergo it.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
One who has loved truly can never lose entirely.
Who, being loved, is poor?
We loved with a love that was more than love.
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.