The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

A loving heart is the truest wisdom.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.