You can't be wise and in love at the same time.
Sometimes you have to get to know someone really well to realize you're really strangers.
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.
We conceal it from ourselves in vain - we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you who you are.
All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.
A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough. But it is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the person one desires to be.
Love is what you've been through with somebody.
We can do no great things-only small things with great love.
There's always one who loves and one who lets himself be loved.
Love must be as much a light as it is a flame.
Tell me how you read and I'll tell you who you are.
Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it.
This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected--in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness; it took entire possession of him, and he understood, with joyous amazement, that this was for life.
Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star.
Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the faithless who know love's tragedies.
Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
Tell me who you walk with, and I'll tell you who you are.
A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.
If she undervalues me, What care I how fair she be?
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