Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.'
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Frees us of all the weight and pain of life:
That word is love.
Forgiveness is the final form of love.
In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.
When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.
Where there is love there is life.
And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
The love we give away is the only love we keep.
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.
The sweetest joy, the wildest woe is love.
Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.
Romantic Art: The Hearts Awakening - Bouguereau At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Love: A temporary insanity curable by marriage.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
Mysterious love, uncertain treasure, hast thou more of pain or pleasure! Endless torments dwell about thee: Yet who would live, and live without thee!
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