Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

Love is the only reality and it is not a more sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.

Love is a better teacher than duty.

Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.