Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.
love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit
But love is blind and lovers cannot see
Love is blind, but marriage restores its sight.
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?
Love is, above all, the gift of oneself.
True love is a discipline in which each divines the secret self of the other and refuses to believe in the mere daily self.
Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
It is not love that should be depicted as blind, but self-love.
Love, like a chicken salad or restaurant hash, must be taken with blind faith or it loses its flavor.
Love is said to be blind, but I know some fellows in love who can see twice as much in their sweethearts as I do.
Self-love is often rather arrogant than blind; it does not hide our faults from ourselves, but persuades us that they escape the notice of others.
Love is not blind; it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.
Love is blind, but marriage is a real eye-opener.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
Like I've always said, love wouldn't be blind if the braille weren't so damned much fun.
Whoever said that love is blind was dead wrong. Love is the only thing on this earth that lets us see each other with the remotest accuracy.
Love comes from blindness, friendship from knowledge.
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