I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.

Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its hope, even the ruins to which it clings.

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.

There is a woman at the begining of all great things.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.